Ciara giggled when Botis said 'my lady' it reminded her of that strong hand wrapped around her own childish hand that led her away from the fire wich her mother burned in.

''Dantalion'' she wisperd as Botis came back fromt he attic.

''thank you count Botis, but for now I have everything I need. If you want to you may explore the house'' Ciara said as she looked around. She loved her house, and it loved her in return. The house was made from a very old tree, a oak who has is own will. She stumbled upon it when she fled from the witch hunter, it shelterd and protected her. Ciara asked the tree if she could live within him and he agreed. Taking in not only the young witch, but her little demon’s as well.
The living room was made of the roots that connected together forming walls, there were window's though. The sunlight shined bright through it giving warmt to the tree house. 

'' If you go up the other stairs than to one you just took you will find a house build around the branches. You are allowed to enter every room, except for the the one at the end besides my own room. I have put up a barrier so that the little ones can’t enter it, but I think you could just break it all that easy. So I ask of you not to enter that room okay’’
 
‘’oh and you can choose a room for yourself as well, there are plenty of them. And beware of the house, if it doesn’t like yo uit will hit you with a branch or something’’ Ciara smiled while she grabbed the neccesary goods for a cake.