Magical

Magical - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

 

            I couldn’t believe what I had gotten myself into. I knew I would be busy for the next week, but I hadn’t thought about just how busy. In addition to keeping my promise about helping Elira plan her wedding, I had training with Septa and a few meetings with my traveling party. To put it simply, I was completely exhausted.

            “I’m not sure, what do you think Carina?” I was sitting in Elira’s room watching her be fit for her wedding gown. She was wearing her mother’s and they were altering it for her. I looked over at her and smiled.

            “Beautiful.” I commented. Though, it didn’t really matter if she hated it. There wasn’t enough time to really do anything anyway. I figured that my job in helping her was just to assure her that everything was already great. The gown was beautiful though. It was a long ball gown, layered in lace with long lace sleeves. The veil was cathedral styled, spreading across the floor behind her. I let out a sigh and looked away out the window.

            If this didn’t go well and I didn’t make it, what could I look back on as being worth it? I had at least wanted to fall in love, maybe get married. I didn’t like that these thoughts were coming up now. I had been just fine before, not thinking about what I would miss out on. But now that I was faced with it, I was miserable.

            It wasn’t even as if I had time to make up for what I felt I was lacking. I didn’t have the time to fall in love or have a meaningful life. Alume bit my leg softly and I jumped in surprise.

            “Ouch! What was that for?” I hissed at him angrily, rubbing the indented skin.

            “Stop being so depressing. It’s seeping into me, and I’d rather not feel so down.” He snapped and my frown deepened.

            “Well, I’m very sorry. I haven’t had much to be happy about lately.” I whispered to him, not wanting to ruin Elira’s moment as she spoke with the lady about the alterations.     

            “Maybe you could be happy that our training has been going well, or that your friend is getting married to someone she loves? If you don’t try to be more optimistic, Carina, nothing is going to seem worth it anymore.” I snorted but knew he was right, regardless of if I wanted to hear it or not.

            After the fitting I headed outside to meet with Septa. “You’re early.” He remarked.

            “The fitting finished earlier than I thought. She’s just going over the food with Abigail and I thought she could handle this part on her own.”

            “Well, come sit with me.” I nodded and took a seat on the grass next to him. “I thought a good meditation would suffice for today.” He started and I looked up at him confused. “I can’t have you constantly fighting and exhausting yourself. I’ll wear you thin that way.”

            “Septa, we haven’t discussed the most important thing yet…” I started. I had wanted to ask him this for a while now, but it never seemed the right time.

            “And what is that, little one?” When his gaze rested on me, I suddenly felt nervous.

            “Well, I am still relatively new to all this. How on earth do I defeat a dragon lord? Nobody has said anything about it. I don’t even know exactly what Lekila did to just bind him. That didn’t last forever, so…what I’m asking is…does anyone have any idea of what I’m supposed to do?” I felt flushed from asking and Septa took in a deep breath before answering.