Chimera Fields to be hid

Though he watched for it, he could not decide how she felt about the offer. It was not quite denied, at any rate, but it was certainly not accepted. He nodded in acquiescence and spoke of it no more.

Haedwig had enough to say to hold his interest. He could not imagine the world from which she'd come, and could hardly wrap his head around the ideas that she was expressing. Had she been made to bear children she didn't want? Where were they? He wondered, but knew better than to ask after such sensitive topics.

"A prophet?" he asked, bewildered. A witch, sure, but a prophet? Did herbs grant the power of prophecy? "Have you made many prophecies?" he asked, though he regretted it a moment later. Women held mysterious magics that he had always been taught were none of his business.