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Aiden's POV I know who is responsible for the attack on the castle, and if I knew where they were, I would have killed them with my bare hands. So I go to the South Border as planned, and that is when I feel something is not right here. "Grandpa, I smell dark witches," I tell my grandfather. "I smell them as well, Aiden, but do not worry. Your grandmother, like your wife, had a feeling about this. That is why we have the white witches with us. I don't know what this is with the women we love, but it is like they have a spy network or something as they always know what the hell is going in this kingdom before we do," My grandfather says. The tattoo the gipsy gave me a long time ago starts to glow. I look at the tattoo, then at my grandfather, who smiles. "My tattoo, why is it glowing?