Inside the Spirit Circle, the three old witches resumed lounging within the drawing room, silently doing their own things, as if nothing had happened. But from time to time, Maria and Glinda would throw curious glances towards Thala who acted as if she didn't know what these two were up to.
Maria could no longer bear it in the end.
"Thala, what did you talk about with Commander Morpheus?"
"It was nothing."
"C'mon, you don't need to hide it from us. We are sisters," Glinda insisted.
"Don't nose in on another person's private matters. If you are allowed to know, he would have requested to see us three, not only me, but he didn't, did he?"
"He must have thought your help alone is enough, but three heads are better than one, isn't it? Burdens should be shared among us. Don't keep it to yourself, you hag. We will do our best to help as well."
