Belle wanted to tell him she wasn't weak, that she could handle herself, but in the end, she let him fuss over her. If it eased his mind, then so be it.
Madame Rachael shook her head. "We can't let the morning wane before we start with the rituals, Your Grace. Morning is for my kind, and night belongs to the black witches. It's best if we begin now and finish before the night descends."
Belle exchanged a glance with Rohan. He gave her a reassuring nod. "Don't worry. I'll be right by your side through the whole process," he promised, fully aware of how uneasy she was.
Belle managed a small, brave smile and agreed for the witch to begin. Madame Rachael immediately got to work, instructing that every window and door in the house be sealed shut.
