Chapter 145: The Mystery of a Nameless Child

Thelma Zane’s POV "I rarely dreamed as a child," Dorothy began, her voice steady yet contemplative. "Later, I discovered from my mother’s notes that this was a side effect of the prophecy bloodline. For witches like us, dreams are not mere figments of imagination. Once a prophecy bloodline witch has a dream, it’s either a vision of the future or a replay of a past event.” I watched her closely, noting the seriousness in her expression. “You believe the dream you had is connected to something real?” I asked. Dorothy nodded. “Yes. I suspect this dream wasn’t a random creation of my subconscious. It felt too vivid, too coherent. From what I experienced, it seems to point to the life of Mullwica’s daughter.” I blinked in surprise. “So, you’ve been dreaming about Mullwica’s daughter? Her entire life?” “Not exactly her entire life,” Dorothy clarified, shaking her head. “The dream didn’t end with her death. In fact, I believe she didn’t die during the sealing ritual. At the