Love Spell

She was astonishingly beautiful, beyond my comprehension. This was the accused witch? This statuesque woman lying before me on her knees, whose figure fell nothing short of a goddess garbed in peasant’s clothing? She was of another kind, and yet she completely captivated my entire being. I knew in my soul that we were meant to be. At that very moment, I made a heartfelt vow: I would one day make her mine.