Chapter 32

• Natalie
• From what I understood, the stronger the Enchanted, the more white in their hair. She could sense the strength of my power when I should be nothing but a fledgling, so that comment was a jab at me. She looked to be in her early thirties, so she was young to have white hair as well.
• "Well!" Olcan said as he clapped his hands, calling attention to himself. "I'm famished. Mathieu, how about we have a meal and catch up until the human arrives?"