Ada held her shoulders one after the other while rotating her arms for relief after the long shift she had to go through that day.
Her last destination being the small closet normally dedicated for tools and medical supplies in the infirmary.
However, upon entering, instead of seeing just that, Ada was greeted by the figure of Morgana in her new appearance, kneeling before a fuming cauldron and surrounded by her personal utensils.
"How is it coming along?" she asked while stretching her arms.
There was no need in worrying about getting caught as the witch had thought of everything. A cloaking spell sufficed to conceal their presence in the cabinet. Only she and a select few were allowed the ability to bypass the magic.
"It is coming along just fine. In fact, I am positive I will be done with it this very night. We will just have to figure out a way to approach the king with it," said Morgana without looking away from her concoction.
