"Witch, state your name."
"Sanna Fisher."
"Send my regards to the Prophet," Tashina added.
Sanna was greatly embarrassed, "I am not from the Witch Forest..."
She was Roman's witch.
All the witches of Origin City swore allegiance to Roman.
Princess Io stared at Sanna, then spoke, "I see, then please send my regards to Lord Roman."
"I will."
The Black Iron Princess continued, "Furthermore, tell him to watch over this place. A storm is coming, and peril approaches."
"Uh-huh." Sanna was intimidated by her words and demeanor, the only other person who could instill such a feeling of trepidation in her was Margaret.
Sanna knew that her status was equivalent to Roman's; both were of royal rank, both titled 'Your Highness.'
