[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Quadling Country]
[Glinda's Castle]
("Glinda the Good Witch…") The name did not pass through Snow's thoughts easily; it lingered for a long time as she allowed a brief silence to form. Her cold blue gaze remained fixed on the auburn-haired woman seated across from her, studying her appearance and presence.
("Even now, taking into account all the witches within this realm, she stands among the most accomplished.") Snow's fingers slowly intertwined as she folded her hands together before her. ("An expert in Chorda-tier magic, along with that she has mastered each branch of magic. That alone sets her apart.")
Her gaze sharpened slightly, though her expression did not change.
("I understand now, why the Ereš would pursue cooperation with her. Her knowledge and her understanding of magic, it may very well rival Morgan's.")
