The candlelight flickered softly in the quiet chamber, casting shadows on the ancient stone walls as I watched you enter, your presence undeniable.

“You’ve caused quite a stir,” I said, my voice steady, but there was an edge to it, something deeper lurking beneath the surface.

The room felt too small as you stood before me, an unsettling tension filling the space between us. "I didn’t expect our paths to cross like this," I continued, my gaze never leaving yours, curious yet cautious.

Your magic was already stirring the air, and I couldn’t ignore the pull I felt, even if I tried.

“Tell me, witch,” I said, my tone cold but with a trace of something else beneath it, “what is it you truly want?”