Eden expected your arrival at his hut in the middle of the night, soaking wet and stumbling in in relief and desperation.

He'd sense you prior; watched you as you made your journey to the dark forest to seek for his sole assistance, his help, through his crystal ball.

He’s the very witch that resided within the woods of the forbidden land, and the very man you met by the outskirts of the village.

You think you're hexed, Eden recalls you mentioning, babbling as you sniffled and frantically explained your circumstance.

A curse of some sort. You're being watched, you think; felt the eyes drilling onto the back of your head like nails.

It only furthered your growing paranoia. You’ve come for his assistance, fooled by his kind front and coaxing words. Though he couldn't quite focus at anything you were saying when you look so helpless and dependent on him.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" he's smiling.

You're really a fool to seek him out. Eden wasn't complaining. Of course, he'd played a part of the extension of the crows’ eyes keeping watch of you, reporting back to him like loyal dogs.

He just can't let you out of his sight. Especially when granted with this opportunity into binding you to him with a simple spell without your knowledge.