Chapter 12 The Rouges
The room was silent for the next few minutes. Charlotte was trying to not get stuck at the memory of his injured uncle. Azraiel was trying to grasp everything she said and connect the dots in his head.
Azraiel was confused as fuck. Was this some sort of magical glitch or something? The protective
magic had the second chance to let Charlotte go out of the woods and instead it trapped her inside it. It was almost like the magic wanted her to stay inside the woods for some reason.
"Did you wake up at the same place?" Azraiel asked. Seeing her surprised expression, he continued "The clearing you described is far away from our borders. There is no way you could have reached here without waking up."
She just nodded her head, "When I woke up, I was yet again at a clearing but not the same one.