"Yes, there is a black witch within this palace," Oriana declared with unwavering confidence. "Lord Yorian, do you recall our time in Othinia when Prince Arlan fell victim to a malevolent black magic? I uncovered its remnants right here in this very palace."
Yorian arched an inquisitive brow. "Please, elucidate your discoveries."
"Upon our return from Othinia, a similar incident occurred," Oriana continued, "The Prince was once again ensnared by this sinister enchantment, surrounded by the same ominous black magic. It's clear that this was not a single incident, as none of his attendants were shocked by his condition. In fact, it's a recurring affliction, often striking on the night of the full moon. And it's not limited to the Prince; even the King bears the brunt of this malevolence. That same black witch has cast a curse upon him. While I cannot ascertain the exact nature of these occurrences, they must be linked to his divine beast lineage."
