"This book is written in an old witch's language. This language was used by witches five centuries ago and is no longer known by most witches today," said Sienna as she went back to the first page of the book. She slowly read what was written, "A book of sweetest illusions."
"So you can read it," Lemiel remarked.
Sienna lowered the book and met Lemiel's curious and amused gaze.
"Theron reached out to the most famous witches we know, but none of them could read those strange writings. Yet here you are, reading it. You are indeed a bright little maid."
Sienna sighed. "If you heard me correctly, I didn't read it with ease, Master Lemiel. Yes, I am familiar with this language, but I haven't gained mastery of it. It was something I studied several years ago," back when she was still at Roselei's castle, "out of boredom. So if you want me to read this whole book for you, that would be a difficult task to accomplish."