Abigail was still engrossed in the book back in Ridden South because she was desperate to master magic.
She attempted to do magic while reading the book, but it seemed difficult. Eventually, she started to doubt her identity as a witch, but every time she recalled the duplicate spell, it confirmed her identity.
She read for a long while before deciding to unwind a little. She was unwinding when one of the guards entered her room.
"Is everything okay, Ma'am?" She inquired,
"I'm fine, is there any problem?" Curiosity made Abigail inquire.
"Queen Kira asked me to check on you constantly so I'm only doing my job,"
"Alright, I'm fine thank you," Abigail stated with a sigh, "You know this whole witch's training is just so frustrating, I'm starting to think I'm not even a witch,"
"The best things, ma'am, aren't always simple to come by. Your magical abilities are a tremendous gift, and such a gift does not come lightly," the guard remarked.