Claire saw the grey shades of grief pass through her and it made her wonder as she embraced the woman. “I thought to because… Well, I felt as if I needed to tell someone and you were the only one. And perhaps it was my own magic nudging me. Maybe my magic knew you would help me to accept what I’ve known all along.”
She drew back. “Thank you for your forgiveness.”
“There now, even your magic has proven that we are not enemies. We fight the same cause, my Dear. My methods may be… discomforting, but I’m seeing results. We could solve this warlock infestation. I proved that it's curable, and I would be delighted to share my results with you–but first, how are you feeling?” Her hand cupped Claire’s cheek. “Has his magic tainted you?"
