"I must leave; I have matters to attend to." Anna's voice was soft as she asked, "Why does it have to be you?"
She kissed Owen again, but this time he gently pushed her away, saying, "No, there are things I must do myself."
"Why?"
"The secrets I carry must be unveiled by my own hands."
Silence followed, a long, profound silence, punctuated only by Rose's sobbing, as if pleading, "Don't go, don't leave me."
It was only now that Owen understood Rose's concerns from the day before.
Her fear wasn't that he would fall for the witch but that he would return to his original world.
Suddenly, Anna pushed Owen down, pinning him beneath her.
Her perfect body was full of temptation, momentarily robbing Owen of his ability to resist.
Owen knew he was still under the influence of the magic tower.
This time, the tower hadn't suppressed his strength but had thrown his mind into turmoil.
