Page 66 of Heart of a Witch
His eyebrows flicked upward. “We can even add in a new part.”
“Which is?”
“We shed light onto those rumors about his whipping his children.”
“If it’s already gossiped about, why bother?”
“Barely.” He put his index finger in the air. “We can find evidence, spread it around more. We can really turn his own people against him.”
“And turn Elijah against me,” I stated.
“No one will know we started it. I’ll have to figure out how we’re going to do it first. Give me a few days to think on it.”
I felt nauseated. “It might mess Corbin up even more.”
“Since when did you care?”
“Alex cares.”
He sighed. “We put the focus on Elijah.”
My chest somehow felt heavier. “I’m going to focus on the next part of our plan instead.”
“Yes. Turning Elijah against his father.”
I nodded. “I have an idea on how to do it too.”
“You need him to trust you first,” he said. “While you earn back his trust, you can add another hex bag. If he’s tired, he’ll be in a bad mood, but if we can give him a sickness or ache in his muscles too… maybe some good old-fashioned diarrhea.”
“It needs to be subtle. How about the hex of itches?”
He grinned, leaning back in his chair. “You are cruel. It’s a small hex, but effective. Imagine having an itch you couldn’t scratch.”
“I’ll prepare a bag this evening after the opening. He hasn’t found the one under his mattress yet. As long as I hide them well enough, I think we can get away with it for some time.”
Alex chimed in, stepping into the kitchen. “I’ve heard the hex of unquenchable thirst is even better.”
We both turned to look at her. “I worry about you sometimes,” Cas said, looking from her to me. “You’re far too much like Victoria.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
He rolled his eyes. “An affinity for cruelty.”
Alex placed her hand on her hip. “I’m not cruel… against those who don’t deserve it.” She smiled a little too sweetly and grabbed an apple from the bowl. “I’m late for school. I’ll get the cane, but don’t worry, I have a hex bag for the bitch.”
“Alex!” I stood. “I told you, you’re not to be using dark magic. It takes its toll on the mind.”
She shrugged. “It’s just one—and a small one. It’ll turn her next meal into worms.”
I extended my hand, wiggling my fingers. “Hand it over.”
She gritted her teeth and looked at Cas. “Seriously? Tell her to let me.”
“She’s right, for once,” he said. “Give it to her. I don’t want you using dark magic.”
“So Victoria can, but I can’t?”
“She knows what she’s doing,” he explained.
