Searching For Answers

Alaric glances to Gwenael. “This alone is going to start a war.”

Gwenael laughs. “Were you expecting anything else? You married a witch; she was taken because of you. Of course the witches are going to try and cause a war, Alaric.” His head shakes as Azalea walks into the witches’ house, Alaric going to follow but Gwenael’s hand stopping him.

“We lost all rights to walk in there without permission.” He looks at Alaric. “Azalea, get Zander please.” Azalea nods and walks off, a few minutes later the door opens and Zander stands looking at them.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he says.

“Can we come in? We need to talk about Willow, somewhere private.”

Zander glances between them. &l