The witch

As Zagreus carries on after his curious encounter with the female wretch he treads through Tartarus until he comes across a chamber gate with a cook pot sign atop it and another with a pomegranate sign. Thinking he doesnt need the fruit he goes on to explore the chamber with the cook pot. Upon arrival it is eerily quiet save for the sound of a cooking, needles to say it is unusual for someone to be cooking in the depths of hell.

Zagreus: Hello? Anybody home?

Zagreus calls out, and out of seemingly nowhere a witch comes out. Zagreus is surprised but readies his sword immediately in anticipation for battle. The witch however looks at him, sighs and goes back to her pot.

Zagreus: Uhm excuse me? Arent you meant to want to kill me? Being an evil witch and all...

Witch: Is that really a way to greet a lady? Especially a prince? I see they dint teach manners at the house of the king.

Zagreus: Oh um sorry i gues... by the way where did you come from? Was that an invisbility spell? You must be some witch if you can use such magic.

Not sensing any hostility from the witch Zagreus lets his guard down even if just a little bit and entertains the witch.

Witch: Thate better. Maybe they dont teach you manners but they sure did teach you how to behave when you know your wrong hmhm. You must be quite versed in magic to know of the existence of my spell, do you study boy?

Zagreus: I listen to nyx from time to time about stories of the overworld. And judging by the way you carry yourself you must have been the real deal back in life.

Witch: Oh how flattering, you sure do have a way with words young man. Although your right i was quite fearsome in my days. Many a boy and girl wanted to study under me... but very few were chosen. In any case the meal is ready, will you stay for a bowl young prince?