Chapter 46: A Love Foretold

**Thelma Zane’s POV** Dorothy and I exchanged a warm smile, a brief respite from the tension that had settled between us. But just as quickly, her expression turned serious, and she spoke words that sent a chill through my heart. “My prophecy is about your love with Sir Aldrich,” she said, her voice trembling with the weight of her revelation. “Unfortunately, the path ahead of you is one filled with poison and thorns. Your love will be fraught with challenges and could even lead to your death.” “What?” The word escaped my lips in a disbelieving gasp. The notion of a love so sweet turning fatal was almost impossible to comprehend. Dorothy wasn’t one to exaggerate or mislead; a witch’s prophecy had never been wrong. Still, I struggled to accept her words. The idea that something as beautiful as my relationship with Aldrich could lead to such tragedy felt absurd. “That can’t be true...” I murmured, clutching at my hair as though trying to root myself in reality. “Even if th