038 Five Items

"Please, young alpha, take a seat."

The old man smiled warmly at Edmund, gesturing a seat near to him as he sat down slowly.

"That's very kind of you, archbishop." Edmund grabbed Lilith's wrist and pulled her toward the table, "But before anything else, I need a favor from you. I think she was put under a mind spell."

"Yes, my child?" The old man held out his hand to Lilith, "Let me take a look."

Lilith took a quick glance at Mr. Algood before she walked toward the archbishop slowly, and put her hand in that wrinkled palm lightly.

The old man held her hand as he closed his eyes as if he was listening carefully to something. Everyone in the room was holding back their breath as if that would disturb this mysterious ritual.

"I don't feel any trace of magic on her, young alpha." The old man finally opened his eyes.

"Thanks, archbishop." Edmund bowed a little, with still suspicion in his eyes.

Lilith threw Edmund's hand off