Cytherea had a basket full of black berries, dandelion greens and a walnuts, her change purse dangling freely at her left hip.  The basket carried on Cytherea’s left arm.  Her hair blowing in the breeze about her shoulders, she came to town through the back way, leading down through the horse stables behind the Majesty.  She looked and saw a familiar beast. The grey spotted horse that was accompanied by the man who she directed here.  Could it be?  Was he this inquisitor?  He would be her first.  But, unlike taking the peoples comments with a grain of sand, This Fritz could very well break her.  But it wasn’t him she was concerned about right.  The more times she visits this town with out necessity, the more people talk.  Her thoughts went to the McCray’s.  She opened the back door to the Majesty and say old Mathew Millister, Daniel’s grandfather at the earth stealing biscuits and popping them quickly in his mouth.  His daughter Kathleen Malloy was no where to be seen.  When he looked left and saw Cytherea standing there with a mischievous grin on her face, he stepped away from the biscuits.  “Cytherea, what brings you here this morn?  Mathew said after he swallowed a sip of water.<br/><br/>Johnson looked at Fritz with the smile he had on his face while thinking how to turn this town upside down.  “Good morn to you as well, the bed hold up to the majesty’s expectations?”  He said this chuckling.<br/><br/><em>"Are you just going to stand there smiling like an idiot, and wasting my time or do you have something important to say?"</em><br/><br/><br/>Johnson smirked grew as he tilted his head the opposite way to look at the young boy walking down the street.  He waved and Daniel Malloy drew near.  Johnson knelt down on one knee and placed a hand on Daniel's shoulder.  "You be turning 10 soon aye, what gifts will the witch give you this time ya wonder?"  Daniel backed away from the man and spat on the ground at Johnson feet and turned and looked very cooly at Fritz.  Before going inside the Majesty and stopping ony to see that Cytherea was standing there in the kitchen. Stealing biscuits with his grandfather.<br/><br/><br/>