"Poison," Taffi replied,
"He poisoned himself, that's all we know... or rather that's what he said to us in the note he left."
"Did he say why he did?" She asked Taffi and the young king shook his head.
"No," He retorted,
"We tried to investigate, but we were left without a single clue as to why he did it, not even the wise mage understood."
"I see."
"But," Taffi paused and stared into the eyes of the old lady with a quizzical expression.
"Why are you asking me all of this?"
"Hmm," she sighed,
"The thing about my breed as a half northern and half southern witch is that we get revelations that no one else does. When I learnt the true reason behind the separation, I was stunned. But aside from that, I learned a lot more."
"Okay?" Taffi paid full attention to her, he knew that she was someone he could trust which was surprising because he didn't sense that through Damien.
