Visha took in Heta's appearance. Besides the change in smell, nothing much has changed. It could be seen that she was still living well after they left.
Heta being so close to the grotto was concerning. She had drunk the tea, but there was no guarantee she didn't remember anything.
The four people stood there. The gap between them could not be bridged all of a sudden. The sun was going down, and Visha had wanted to stay in the cave for the night before going to the grotto.
"Heta?' Visha whispered, taking a step forward.
Kael placed himself between Visha and Heta. "Don't you dare call her name," he snarled. A dangerous growl rumbling in his throat.
Kaelen stood in front of Visha, taking the initiative to protect her. "You don't speak to the priestess that way," Kaelen replied, his voice steady.
"Priestess?!" Heta and Kael exclaimed.
Their eyes drifted to Visha behind Kaelen. The disbelief in their eyes was clear.
