I stood frozen, my mind trying to make sense of the Enchantress's words. I looked over at Cameron, who was just as confused as I was.
"What did she mean by that?" I muttered to Cameron, my voice low and filled with confusion.
Cameron shook his head, his eyes filled with uncertainty. "I don't know, your imperial highness. But I have a feeling that we need to be careful."
The Enchantress approached us, her eyes shining in the midst of the dark. "You resemble your mother so much," she repeated, her voice hushed and cryptic. I was nailed to the ground.
I frowned, my mind racing with thoughts. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice firm.
The Enchantress's eyes narrowed, her gaze intense. "Your mother was a powerful woman with a gift that few possessed," she said, her voice filled with rever
