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Xander chuckled at my surprise. "The cartographer convinced the witches of the Coven Caves in the Black realm to enchant the map with the ability to gaze upon any location in my realm," he explained. He lifted his hand and the image was sucked back into the map.
"So what we just saw was really happening right now?" I wondered.
"At this exact moment."
I leaned back and wrinkled my nose. "So was this map just made?"
"No. The cartographer-" he tapped on a name scrawled on one corner of the map, "-a dragon by the name of Altair, offered it to my great-grandfather in exchange for a large tract of land that borders the realm controlled by Cayden. My ancestor agreed to the price and the Zoi map has been a closely-guarded heirloom ever since."
"'Zoi?'" I repeated.
He nodded. "Yes.
