"What brings you here this late, Queen Delimira?"
Sylvester's questioned, seemingly shocking the woman enough to stop her in her tracks. However, she soon walked forward and stood beside him, overlooking the graveyard that suddenly had larger trees now. It came as a shock to her since she had seen when the saplings were planted.
"I didn't know you mastered Green Magic as well, Pope Sylvester," Queen Delimira said with amusement in her voice. "Or perhaps it is some other rare ability that none know of?"
'Hostility?' Sylvester felt the change in her scent. It seemed even more confronting than before.
"Magic isn't something that's restrained by the elements—it's our understanding of solarium that restricts it. The plants use it to grow, the animals use it to live, nature uses it to exist; magic is everywhere, merely harnessing it is the challenge," Sylvester replied in a wise but somewhat cryptic manner.
