A frown creased Reyana's brow as she shook her head, her ebony hair shimmering in the dappled sunlight, "But Father, I have already told you, I don't know any Shota."
Her father offered a patient smile, "Think, my princess. Think."
Reyana's eyes narrowed in deep thought as she tried hard to recall.
"Ah... Yes... I have heard the name before now. I recall..." She stated, still trying to remember more details, "It was during the council meeting. She was the witch who hid the four necro keys hundreds of years ago... Isn't she?" Reyana finally remembered.
Relief momentarily crossed her father's face.
"Indeed, my princess. She was the one who hid the keys," at the mention of the keys, a flicker of something Reyana couldn't quite place danced in his eyes, but she waved it off.
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