Chapter 18

Ducan's p.o.v

I sat on my throne looking at the ancient witch coldly.

"You summoned me great m...."

"What's happening to me?" I asked seriously.

She extended her hand and looked at the small black stone seriously while whispering a few ancient words.

"Excuse me master but did you by chance touch a red rose today?" She asked as I frowned.

She usually referred to me that way when we were alone and when something was serious.

"Yes." I answered honestly.

After I had escorted Eleanor back to the palace entrance, I disappeared and appeared close to my room. I needed to change my gowns and my form as soon as possible before she came into my chamber.

I was about to move when a rose in a pot flower on the wall captured my attention. It was strange but looked very cute at the same time. My late mother loved flowers and usually took care of them, but ever since her passing I paid no attention to them and cared less.

But then looking at it reminded me of Eleanor, so I moved and touched i