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Wendy POV Eleanore asked me to perform some sort of spell on me; she wondered about my past, heritage, and family. Something told me that there was more to it than simple curiosity. Ultimately, I agreed with her performing the revealing spell on me. We walked together outside the packhouse and headed toward the woods. She stopped at a clearing near a river. The whole site was breathtaking, and I felt relaxed. Eleanore sat on the grass and laced her hands over the cool dirt. She closed her eyes and hummed. She chanted a soft, relaxing song, and I felt compelled to sit in front of her and close my eyes as well. The damp forest scent invaded my senses, and soon, I was relaxed. She stopped chanting and opened her eyes. “Are you ready?” I nodded my head and, in a quiet stutter, I said,