When Livonna finally arrived to the lair, she saw Dame Athanasia perusing the grimoire, biting her lips in annoyance. She even didn't turn her head, when she heard her companion returned.

"Milady, why did you leave me?" she-werewolf complained, sobbing "They punished me really terrible!"

"Stop whining! You are used for it!" vampiress said crossly "There's a much bigger problem, then your sore ass!"

"But I am in pain!" Livonna protested, sobbing and sniffing, while she was looking at her striped and sore back and bottom in the mirror.

"The ritual I'm planning will be much more difficult, then I expected!" Athanasia said, still not even looking at her companion "I'm not that good with the magic! And you're absolutely useless for it! I need someone else! Someone, who is good enough in such a things!"

"But..."

"Shut up and don't stop me from thinking! Or do you want another thrashing?"

Livonna just blubbered, feeling, how unfair life could ever be.

Story inspired by Kalidwen's game Elven Kingdom (which you may found here - kalidwen.itch.io/elven-kingdom)