Nyla's brow furrowed in curiosity, her gaze alighting upon Jude and his wives with keen interest. "Tell me," she urged, her voice a melody of anticipation.
Jude proceeded to recount the tale of their temporal displacement, the echoes of history that reverberated through their island, resonating with the weight of untold secrets.
Nyla listened intently, her expression a mosaic of contemplation and understanding. As Jude concluded his account, a silence descended, a moment pregnant with possibility and intrigue.
"This changes everything," Nyla remarked, her voice laced with quiet conviction. "The herbs, the remedies... they may hold clues to unraveling the mysteries of time."
Sophie, her mind ablaze with newfound understanding, nodded in agreement. "Together, we can uncover the truths that lie buried beneath the layers of history."
