Chapter One Hundred & Eighty One: The Necklace

Velma did not have to be told she was in the land of the druids when she woke up. It was dark but the signs were very evident this was not the land of the witches. Other than the houses built in the trees of a very green and dense forest, the smell was distinct. She could already smell ancient magic; magic that had existed for centuries. Preserved in the purest form of both good and evil magic.

The spirituality was evident.

However what surprised her the most was the figure standing over her.

She could not remember much but she knew she had been in the land of the witches, looking for  portal. Then a man sent from the king who had a very strange duplicating power had come to look for her and she had somewhat lost control of her senses.

"I can see that you are awake. Thank the heavens you were not out for long. "