𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕺𝖓𝖊
𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: A high-school project gone wrong sends Astraea Aphelion fifteen centuries back in time, where she has to face a world of dragons, magic, and evil sorcerers. Luckily, she is not alone. In between hardships, she finds a...
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📍 Camelot
⏳ March, 504 AD
"This sucks! In my time, one quick Facebook search would give us enough information to send that rat to prison for life!" I ranted as I made a paper aeroplane while sitting at the kitchen bench inside Gaius's apartment.
The physician eyed my craft curiously while he worked on a potion for a lady courtier who was experiencing menstrual cramps. "A book of faces?" he questioned, stopping his work for a moment to frown at me.
I snorted and paused for a moment to admire my finished plane. Chef's kiss. "It's this online platform where people post photos n' videos of their lives and stuff, and it gets shared with their friends," I explained nonchalantly.
"My apologies, dear girl, I am afraid you lost me at 'on line'," Gaius responded.
I dropped my head to the table for a few seconds before straightening up again. "Think of it as an archive that documents everyone's lives, except that it's all kept on..." I pulled my phone from the pocket on my riding leggings, "...this thing, rather than a physical paper archive."
The physician hummed. "An archive," he stated pensively. I tilted my head. Then frowned as he promptly abandoned what he was doing and went towards the door. "I will be right back," he announced before leaving without another word.
"Darn, I think I broke him," I mumbled as I threw my plane towards the door, huffing in disappointment when it only flew a couple of metres.
With nothing better to do, I figured that it would be a nice gesture to prepare some dinner for Gaius and Merlin. I browsed the small storage room for a few minutes and settled on making some sandwiches, not wanting to risk burning the apartment down if I tried to use the stove. I've never had the talent for culinary activities, you see.
"Gaius! Astra! I found something of importance!" I started as Merlin all but crashed into the apartment.
I abandoned the spinach I was cutting and moved towards the boy, "Gaius left – but I'm all ears! What did you find!?"
He sat down at the kitchen bench and I mirrored his actions, propping my head up on my hand as I watched my friend intently.
"I went into Edwin's chambers to clean them, and I went through some of his things like you suggested, and I found a box that contains bugs that are activated by magic!" he explained eagerly.
I smirked in triumph. "Awesome! We can expose him now!" I exclaimed while drumming on the table.
His face fell, making worry strike at my chest as my own smile faded. "Not quite..." the sorcerer mumbled, looking down.
"What? Why?!" I wondered in exasperation.
"He... found out that I... have... magic... too," he spoke slowly as he eyed me for a reaction.
