Feb 20, 2026 3:15 pm
"Potions, elixirs, magical remedies," Yazeba says to Gertrude. She walks without a backwards glance at the woods, her steps hurried, as if eager to get back to the solitude of her study. "It was a very productive outing, but I've more business to attend to. I'm afraid I'll be busy for quite some time again. We shall have to continue your lessons another time. Besides, it's well past midnight--and your bedtime, Gertrude."


