- I'll have to get back to Eastheve soon. – she said after they buried the old man.
- That's why I need you. – he said affirmatively. – Can we still trust each other?
He scrutinized her with his eyes.
- Of course, as long as our life principles coincide.
- Great. Then let's start by helping King Rivaldi regain his powers. You'll find a way to do it, won't you?
- You do understand that it doesn't depend on me, right? He himself chose a witch as his wife, thereby breaking off a kind of magical flows for his family. - she spread her hands, making it clear that he was demanding the impossible from her.
- What if he didn't realize she was a witch? After all, you yourself have repeatedly used such charms that make the mind think with substitute memories.
