Eden stood close to my side, his youthful face scrunched in concentration as he absorbed the tension in the room. I could tell he was trying to gauge whether this witch was friend or foe, just as I was. "What do you know about them?" he asked, his voice steady despite the uncertainty that hung in the air.

Isolde's eyes flickered with interest, and I felt a shift in her energy, as if she were considering the weight of our question. "I can reveal their plans, the alliances they are forming, and ...