"Loira.. I'm so.. so sorry.... I.. haven't forgotten about you. You know that right? I've been very busy...." Vynx trailed off. Loira scoffed and sniffled.
"Yeah right. Busy with your fiancee. But that's not I'm concerned about. It's the fact that you chose to be careless of your kingdom," Loira raised her voice glaring at the wall opposite her bed ignoring Vynx's gaze. Vynx sighed. He glanced out the window where the others are learning magic.
"Well. I'll try my best to improve anyways. I'm the king. I know what I'm doing." Vynx paused glancing at the sun in the sky.
"Now. What we need to focus on is getting started on spells," he stood up holding his hand out. Loira paused and glanced at him with wide eyes.
"We? Me and you?" she demanded sucking in a breath. Vynx shrugged off-handedly.
"Yeah. No more backing out. I'm the king here. Now come," he commanded pulling Loira up and dragged her off.
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Meanwhile, far into the distance. A strange hooded figure stood on their balcony. They eyed the castle in the distance and crossed their hands together.
"Tell me. What is happening at the castle right now?" they ordered turning to the slave beside them.
"Um. Master. They have friends over.." the slave replied nervously. Her hands are clammy and she wiped them against her neon pink gown non-subtly. Her master wrinkled their nose in disgust.
"Who are they?" he demanded. The slave gulped lowering her gaze.
"I don't know," she snivelled.
"Filthy human. I'm doing you a favour to take over!" the master roared. The slave dropped her head in submission. But, I am doing myself a favour using you as the cover. The master thought, smiling darkly. The slave whimpered pathetically.
"Pathetic," the master muttered. The slave lowered her head in embarrassment. She was always used to being complimented and getting things her way easily. The master turned looking down at her. She cringed from their face with disgust. With a crack, her face snapped to the side and a bright red handprint was displayed brightly on her face. Her eyes widened and tears start to glisten in her eyes. She slowly put her hand on the print on her face. The master cackled glaring at the slave.
"You brat. I'm your master and you listen to what I say," they sneered storming off into the mansion. The slave groaned before clenching her fist.
"At least, I will still get my power soon," she smiled wickedly.
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Back to the castle garden, everyone stared at Francis who put his hand up patiently to ask a question about the lesson. He stared back blankly before turning to Alexandra.
"How do we cast does spells when we don't have the magick in our blood?" Francis asked staring at his hands curiously.
"You have 5 fingers Francis. You just wriggle them and voila. Magic," Rivere chirped ignoring Francis's glare. Alexandra laughed lightly.
"Every single creatures have a tiny drop of magick in their bloods. They just need to focus deep into their souls to cast the spells. It's pretty tricky but if you keep trying and practicing, then you will be able to cast the spells using your magick. The more you use your magick to create spells your drop of magick will increase to half of the witch's magick," Alexandra explained.
"Also. We can wriggle our fingers and see lights flickering out from our fingertips once we have powered up our magick from our blood," Alexandra added. With an interested 'oh'. The group nodded their heads slowly. Finally, understanding.
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Bringing Both Worlds Together (Prophecy Of The Chosen Ones Series) 3
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