"Were his mocking words a curse or just a guess? I do not know, but they bore the fruit of truth. 'No way out'

"Were his mocking words a curse or just a guess? I do not know, but they bore the fruit of truth. 'No way out'... My coven died, and my secrets were revealed. I had to flee, to hide from the Pharasmites, in the backwoods, down the rat hole, denying myself my usual luxuries. Without my daughters, I could no longer prolong my life and youth! Year after year, I tried in vain to conceive a child. Year passed after year, in desperate attempts, flights and hardship. My beauty and strength melted away, and I became a miserable, exhausted old woman. Jaethal's Gift is now my only hope of escape from death."