Kaideon strummed his fingers on the center table, his brows furrowed as he consciously timed his breaths to tame his rage but his agitation was visible to all.
"Dune Lord, what was that with Neveah? How did she... how could she know magic?" Coran asked in bafflement.
He was the first amongst the dune enforcers to break the silence, since the events from earlier had rendered them all speechless.
"I saw...but I am uncertain of what to make of what I have seen." Garron murmured quietly.
"If Veah knew magic, I believe we all would have sensed it. The smell of magic is hard to miss." Rodvan pointed out.
"Yet she does know magic, because that was magic! Powerful, ancient magic! The kind one would only find in the royal Fae, or nymph oracles or advanced mages." Coran insisted.
