Ezeldah, on the other hand, kept trying to penetrate the barrier Fiona had created the second she fainted. She could not believe the audacity she was preventing her from entering her thoughts, which only meant she had something to hide.
The ungrateful witch always had something to hide, but she always let it go, but not this time. The vision of the pig meant something, and for her to fail to interpret it only meant it had something to do with her stupid daughter or the fool that impregnated her.
She had to trade carefully. Twelve years ago, she had risked everything and bound her soul to the useless, ungrateful witch because of the father of her child, and it looked like there was a connection between the dream and his return.
She stopped trying to get into her head and quickly ran into the potion chambers, closing the door behind her.
