The witch's rebirth

The ring that Gorgor was bind to was super ugly with the greenish rock on the top. It cost fifty cents and at that price no one wanted it. Sadly, it wasn't me who pick it up but an amateur mage sensing it had magical that later on trades it to me as payment for find out if his wife was having an affair. It was an easy spell so I offer him two customizes lust potions to go with it after a told him it had a bit of potential. He wasn't too interested in the ugly ring however powerful it could be.

"Hurry Hebe, I need it yesterday but I can wait for it today," I said grudgingly.

"I'm working. I'm working." Hebe mumbled as she setups the rest of the equipment.

Usually, I would ask her nicely but today I wasn't in the mood. I took out the chipped tooth from the crime scene, dip it into pixy dust and place it over an open fire. If it had magic it would glow, and then I could trace it. For myself, I needed to catch the person that destroyed my credibility.

It glows red.

It glows green.

"Hybrid .Vampire and elf, a bit odd combination isn't it?" Hebe said looking up from the beakers.

"I think so too," I agreed, it was odd.

She grunted looking over the ingredient that was slowly boiled. Most of my potions were chocolate base. Making it easy to transport after it had cool down. No one would take a second look at a box of chocolate. Most of my victims don't either so they eat them without a second thought, guarantying the desired effect. Chocolate has never let me down.

Unlike other people that seem to fail. Many don't integrate the main potions into the food after it was completed. It made it easy to detect.

"What are we making," Hebe said. "Is it a lover potion? I want to make one."

It wasn't my place to comment but she and Gorgor had an on and off relationship depending on if he was here or not. I just wonder why she still put up with it if it was me, he would be long gone.

They seem to be hooking up every time he is in town. It is all sun and flowers and then he's out traveling she doesn't hear anything. She doesn't talk about it but she never leaves the vault when he is not here. It's like she only alive when he is here and she's happy with it. Her love story is sort of complicate. Bond to one and in love with another.

"No not a lover potion,"

"But I want to make one, Can I? Can I?"

"Maybe later, now I need six gold tints and a pot of potion gold," I said. "Do you think you can make it? I'm in a bind?"

"Gene," Hebe drawled batting her long eyelashes, "I can make any potion I want. I will make any potion I want."