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Haedwig listened with some level of care, and as such held her tongue. She was a woman who believed in the supernatural, certainly, but the idea of curses had always seemed to her a strange way to blame it for others shortcomings.

Well, I'm a witch. I think that makes me immune. Making a beeline for the thyme, she let out a cough.

She wouldn't say it directly, but Haedwig had hit a jackpot here. She had kept a garden like this many moons ago, in the old kingdom. It was surely buried with everything else now. I think I'll have to stay here until I've gathered everything I need, I don't know that I'll be able to find my way back. She admitted. Do you still want some thyme? It'll settle those nerves.