"Your Majesty, even I cannot make sense of this," the Witch said in a quiet voice, her head bowed in defeat. "This is the first time, in all the years I have read the skies, that I have encountered something of this nature. I do not even know how to frame it in words. The stars are… they are simply not aligning. Their courses are breaking away from the patterns they should hold, twisting into forms that should not exist. And I cannot help but wonder…"
"If something is wrong?" Crown Prince Lance asked softly, his eyes fixed on the great witch, as he completed her sentence. One did not have to be a mind reader to understand that either the stars were saying something very wrong or the grand witch did not know how to read them. And, considering the fact, that she was the second most powerful witch known to their kind, Lance knew it was the reading that was wrong.
