Chapter 109 Turbulent Undercurrent

**Thelma Zane’s POV** Tracy examined me with the utmost care, her hands gentle as she tended to the superficial wounds that adorned my body. Though the cuts and bruises appeared serious, they were largely harmless, much to my mother’s relief. However, her worry had not diminished in the slightest. As Tracy finished, my mother turned to Kara, rattling off a list of remedies and items with such fervor that I knew my next three months would involve being submerged in every health potion and restorative treatment known to the Moon Goddess. Once my injuries were treated, I headed to the town hall, where my presence had been requested. Upon entering, I saw my parents seated on their thrones, their expressions serious. Beside them stood Duke Frank and the Southern Duke, both looking troubled. A group of unfamiliar faces clad in dark blue robes lingered in the background—the Council of Elders. At the center of the room, bound tightly to a pillar etched with spells, was the witch. L