Besides the Great Witches, the Witch Apprentices and Followers also attended the banquet. At this moment, all the young ladies in the banquet hall had more or less perked up their ears.
Not only Miss Aurora and Vanessa, who were deliberately looking for amusement, but even Grandma Cassandra happily looked over alongside the somewhat nervous Miss Swift.
But to everyone's surprise, the gray-black-haired Witch paused only briefly before answering:
"Galina, you don't need to come thank me specifically. As for thanking me for taking care of Shade, Miss Luvia Annette already said that to me once just now."
Everyone desperately held back their laughter, including Luvia, who stood on Shade's other side holding a wineglass. She apologetically blinked at Galina, but the Duchess had no time to respond to the diviner.
She frowned slightly, though her tone remained relaxed:
"Flora, I didn't have time to ask you when we were at Love Lake last time, but you still remember what you said to me at the Council after you found Shade here, don't you?"
Galina had also noticed that the other Witches and young ladies seemed to be eavesdropping, so she lowered her voice slightly. It did no good at all.
Flora shook her head.
"What did I say?"
"You said—'You suspect I want to steal him away? Aren't you looking down on me too much, Galina?'"
The Duchess had remembered that line firmly for over a month just for this moment. When she repeated it now, even her tone sounded like Flora Winslet's at the time.
The Great Witch of Death, whose manner of speaking had been imitated, crossed her arms and turned her head slightly aside, though her cheeks were actually faintly flushed.
"Hmph. Galina, you really are boring."
The Duchess had not truly intended to blame her.