"Cypress Witch?" Ollie asked, cocking his head to the side as he tried to puzzle out what the title meant, his breath forming small clouds in the chilly mountain air. A pine needle drifted down from above, landing on his shoulder as the forest creaked and settled around them.
Knights were often given titles for deeds of great valor and those titles could only be conferred by powerful lords like a Marquis or Duke, or even the King himself. But to be granted such a title at the beginning, before he had even accomplished anything, it had to be different somehow.
But she'd called Heila the 'Willow Witch' and the 'Willow Whip, Champion of the Arena'... That was a title earned through dangerous battles wasn't it?
"Each witch in my coven will bear a seed of witchcraft," Ashlynn explained, unlacing the top of her dress to reveal the faint scar that vanished into her impressive cleavage, seemingly oblivious to the effect her action had on the flame-haired young man.
