The Inquisitor's Beloved Witch

Getting caught by an inquisitor is bad luck. But far worse is that he isn’t in a hurry to get rid of me. And why am I needed by him?

It’s dangerous to stay near him: I might die from a single touch. Dark forces gather around us, and enemies tail us relentlessly. Where will this path lead our strange pair? Can the bitterest enemy become a friend—or even someone closer? No, nonsense. I need to run. Run! The most frightening thing is that I start to burn even without fire.