"How did you know I was here? What are you doing here?"
"I came for you, my dear child. I took help and found you here."
"Why didn't you come up to meet me then?"
She could see her mother staring at her, her suspicion growing as to what Penny was thinking. Penny herself tried to figure out why her mother didn't come up to meet her. For someone who had been keeping track of her, she could tell that her mother didn't know about her frequent visits to the church, nor the relationship she shared with Damien.
But why? She had faked her death and Penny had mourned over it. Wasn't she supposed to go her way if that was so? She had tracked her here which was possible that it was a coincidence for both of them to be in the same land because surely she had no ability when it came to transporting herself to another place like Damien.
It then dawned on her, without holding back she asked, "Was it the spilled magic?"
