The witch looked at him with a calm and steady gaze, unafraid of the knowledge that he was a vampire. She said with a brief smile, "You can call me Zoey."
Atlas clenched on his shoulder and said, "Not only that, she's no ordinary witch."
His words made Zoey's eyes narrow as she smiled stiffly, and she said, "Don't forget to keep your promise; some things shouldn't be said."
She leaned against the rocking chair as she sighed deeply, and she reached around her neck to press on the aching area, and she looked at Atlas, who was watching her, and said, "What have you come here for?"
Atlas's expression turned contemplative, and he said, "I need you to do a locator spell for him."
Zoey continued to rock the chair gently back and forth and said, "If I am going to do a locator spell for you, I will need something that belongs to that person."
