The Witch's Path (First Update)

This was indeed a penthouse apartment, but it was far more luxurious than an ordinary one.

The small balcony was not particularly large. Its outer edge was supported by three slender, exquisite marble Ionic columns beneath an elegant curved vault, their curling volutes lending it a relaxed, lively beauty. Clearly, the apartment's décor had taken its occupant's gender into consideration, and Wanda knew whose idea that had been. The balcony floor and living room floor were laid with smooth black-and-white marble tiles, their seams so narrow that not even a sheet of paper could fit between them. A yoga mat lay rolled up to one side, ready for use whenever sunlight spilled onto the balcony. This was her third week living in the apartment. She had already bought several sets of gray, midriff-baring athletic wear that showed off her figure. Her favorite thing now was waking in the morning light, stepping onto the balcony, enjoying a delicious breakfast made by an Invisible Servant while looking down over Manhattan, and exercising amid the bustle of early morning. Wanda watched Salomon working beneath the warm balcony lights and the brilliant lingering glow of the gray-red city skyline, thoroughly content.

It did not take long for a country girl from Eastern Europe to become a sophisticated New York woman. She adapted to this life quickly. Aside from Pietro often running over to visit her, Agent Natasha Romanoff was also a frequent guest at the apartment, and matters with the Avengers did not disturb her life too much. Salomon had helped her acquire a restaurant and a clothing store in Manhattan as future sources of income. She had always wanted to open a restaurant and a clothing store, and now her dream had come true.

Salomon set up an exquisite little charcoal stove, summoned