Magic was everywhere lately, it seemed. Between the arrival of Mabb, the strange green faces in the leaves, and now this new strange force she could feel when she stepped out of her bower, Titania was getting suspicious. Where were all these forces and people coming from, and why all of a sudden? She wrapped a cloak around her tightly, wrapping herself in her own warmth and set out. She wanted - needed - to know where this new strange magic was coming from, who to attribute it to. It was strong, and reminded her vaguely of Schmendrick. She wondered idly if it was another magician as she picked her way through the forest.
The feeling was only getting stronger and she knew she was close. Aha, she thought to herself as she spied a neatly dressed dark-haired man. The magic emanated from him as surely as if he'd just cast a grand spell. Tossing her hood back, Titania lifted her chin. "Who goes there?" she called, her voice gentle and yet commanding.
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