She remained in the library, reading through that book as she settled into one of the chairs by the fireplace. One particular page caught her attention. Shadow creatures that were tied to curses. The little witch bit her lower lip as she continued reading. They were known to become stronger the longer the curse held effect. It was said one would turn to a grotesque monster when a way to break the curse was detected. The monster would destroy the thing that could end the curse. She closed the book quickly, setting it aside. "I'm just a witch, not like I can break a curse that I know nothing about." She muttered. She remembered what he had said, that she was making it harder... A small sigh left her lips, her mind drifting away from the book as she stood up. Maybe she should leave.