"Very well, then," the witch rasped at last, after studying him for what felt like an eternity.
"Your wish does not violate the ancient laws, nor does it ask me to tamper with the natural order. Therefore, I shall honor my end of our bargain."
She slowly lifted her lone eye toward him and took a slow step closer, the flickering blue flames casting strange shadows across her weathered face. And for the first time since he had entered her home, there was no mockery in her expression.
"But heed my warning, little prince." Her voice dropped until it was barely more than a whisper, carrying an unusual solemnity. "Not every truth brings peace."
She held his gaze with an intensity that made even the air inside the hut feel heavy.
