The Rejected Luna Queen novel Chapter 125

Aurora's POV

Shortly after Alpha Bane left the room, I sat back down on the bed, wishing that I had told my mother that we should meet the witch earlier. If I had known that he'd leave me as usual for yet another chat with my dad, I'd have done just that.

I cupped my cheeks with my palms, wondering what the meeting was going to be like. I heard that witches were very powerful beings who knew the past and the future and I'd let a few of them but I didn't know the particular one that we were to see.

Deep down, I knew we were going to come back with very bad news but I somehow hoped that I was going to be wrong. "Let me head to my mother's room. Perhaps, I can get her to move with me now," I muttered to myself, standing on my feet and heading to my door.

On opening the door, I gasped. My mom was right in front of the door, with her right hand lifted as if she was just about to knock. It was a beautiful coincidence.

"Good day, mom," I greeted her, as she smiled and pulled me in for a hug, before kissing me on the forehead.

"It's good to see you, child. It seems you're all set."

"Yeah… Sure. I'm ready to go,' I stuttered.

"Follow me."

She walked in front of me and I followed closely behind, wondering where the witch's lair was. We left the Castle and walked quite a distance, passing through a small forest that I'd only been to once when I was asked to fetch some firewood as a maid.

As we got to a certain point, my mom turned to me, putting a finger in front of her mouth to let me know that silence was needed.

We slowly approached an area that had a red material all around it and I saw a woman right there in the middle saying a few words that I couldn't hear because I wasn't close enough.

She looked so scrawny and old with grey hair all over her body. Unlike what I heard about witches and what I had seen with my eyes, she looked very frail. It took me a while to remember that their powers weren't found in their physique.

As we got to where she was, my mom stretched out her hand to the side to stop me from moving any further. It must have been that visitors weren't allowed to go past that point without her consent, so we just waited for her to finish up with her incantations.

"Why are you here?" She asked, as soon as she was done.

"I thought she's supposed to know everything, mom. Isn't she?" I asked, wondering if she just had to ask or if she was in the dark. If she couldn't tell why we were there, I couldn't believe that she'd know how to help us with our problems.

"We're here because we have been having very strange dreams for the past few days and we can't seem to say what exactly the dreams are trying to reveal to us," my mother replied. "We thought it best to come to you so that you can help us with this problem."