**Alexander POV**
Alexander comes back home, the enchanted leaf clutched in his hand, its cool, dry surface the only tangible proof of the impossible encounter. He was completely astounded with what has happened, his mind a maelstrom of divine prophecy and ancient magic. The coven’s main hall felt alien, the familiar shadows and stone now just a backdrop to the monumental shift that had occurred within him. He moved like a sleepwalker, his body on autopilot, his consciousness still standing on that rocky outcrop under the gaze of a three-faced goddess.
It was only as he passed the great, arched window that looked out onto the valley that he froze. The morning sun was higher now, its rays streaming directly into the hall, bathing the floor in a pool of brilliant, golden light. And he was
