What happened to those guards that ate the cake? Don't tell me you are ending it all here. My legs are beginning to breathable my heart as the walls granite began to grow in number and no one had the guys to question the witches.
This is a fascinating story but filled with suspense.
You know, this story does deserve to perhaps be continued, but I also like choose your own ending types of tales, so I hope you had fun thinking about resolutions of witches doing a prison riot and guards hallucinating after ingesting the cake or a hundred other scenarios:)