Rosamund and the witch were both lost in their own thoughts. It was a big deal, too big even for her to deal with. Rosamund had told everyone of what was going on and she had to notify every kingdom. The witches would be summoned, the clues would be put together and there was so much to do. Rosamund slumped back into her chair, suddenly feeling the bandaged shoulder for the first time. Somehow, she missed Ruslan. She wanted to talk to him, let him be the first person to know what was going on and she wanted his advice on what to do. She wanted his input and it was the first time she wanted anyone’s input. It was the first time for her to want to share such troublesome news with someone so that they could shoulder the stress she was feeling. She had not seen this coming, her being so depend
