He watched her as they rode side by side, her profile illuminated by the soft morning light. There was an air of mystery about her, a strength that surpassed the physical. Jamie’s gaze lingered on her hands, her eyes, searching for any signs of hidden power, for any indication that she held secrets beyond his comprehension. He was torn between awe and trepidation. The idea of Claire being a witch opened up a world of possibilities and dangers, a realm he had only heard of in tales and legends. The supernatural was both intriguing and unsettling, a realm that blurred the boundaries of what he thought he knew.