Life is great! I'm in Aloreia and safe in my sweet little cottage. I'm content watching cooking shows with Sila and I even got back to baking. Then, it hits me.
I'm wrapped in magic again, but this time, it isn't by Mace in Greewood. It was done by the very people that I started to trust. I wouldn't have figured it out if my own magic hadn't burned through their enchantments. Now? It's time to set things straight.