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Trying not to be taken aback by Deirdre's enthusiasm, Larkspur focused on the questions being asked of her. She felt as if her mother had mentioned the word magic a time or two, though Spur couldn't really place it or its meaning. And she was pretty sure she'd never heard of witches at all. She shook her head no. Then Deirdre said they could keep looking for Mordecai too. Larkspur stilled.

She desperately wanted to locate Mordecai and bring him home to Harlyn, Silas and Pippin, but the youngster was running on fumes. And she was intrigued about this mention of magic and witches. It was more hope, even if she didn't understand what it entailed. Biting the inside of her cheek, Spur shook her head and looked down at her feet. Although she was curious to hear more about these spells, she also felt like she was giving up on her daddy and the rest of her family by not continuing the manual search.

"Spells..." she repeated a little inanely, eyes lifting beseechingly to Deirdre's lovely, pale visage.