Her mother

"Azura?" Elliana whispered, remembering the lady who helped her thrice and had cupped her cheeks, telling her she would always have her back.

Nathaniel had told her that Azura was up to no good when it came to her and that she should keep her distance from the witch if possible, but for some reason, every time she looked at the witch, she felt a weird pull that had been hard to describe.

Azura turned to the girl, her eyes softening a little.

"Oh, you are here too. How are you doing -?"

"Why did you do that to me?" Elliana asked, cutting Azura mid-sentence.

Azura, who was seething from anger because she couldn't find Arizona even after trying for so long, looked at the girl with a neutral expression now, her anger which was lessening earlier, turning to calmed nonchalance.

She turned her gaze towards Nathaniel, who looked away, a clear indication that Elliana knew she was harmful to her and thus, there was no use hiding anything anymore.