☆SCARLETT THE DAUGHTER OF LIGHTNING☆

Chapter XII: Catching Feelings

"Do you realise how reckless you were? Actions have consequences, you know?" Dovey blabbered on, pacing back and forth.

"Yes I know, professor. Hence why I'm sitting in the infirmary, " I sat back on the infirmary bed. I really hoped I didn't have to go back here yet here we are.

"Hildegarde!?" she called abruptly.
"Yes," I said, caught by surprise.
"Are you even listening? You used magic beyond your fingerglow!"

After the trial, I and many evers have been healing and resting in the infirmary. That gives Dovey the perfect opportunity to yell at me when I'm most vulnerable.

"I was just trying some things out," I reasoned, knowing I probably should have thought about what I was going to say.

"TRYING SOME THINGS OUT!" Oh boy, was I in for it. "You could have killed someone," she lowered her voice.

"But I didn't, and are we not going to talk about how I could have died by my own dagger that was being wielded by a freaking demon?" I snapped at her.

Dovey huffed, "You stole that dagger. You used an unauthorised level of magic beyond our knowledge! As for the demon, I believed that it came from one of the nevers, Hester. I think her name is."

Hester, I should have known, but how?

"But I didn't know any spells. As soon as I awoke from my coma I was put in the trial with:
A) no word of warning
B) no training
And C) no choice but to use this thunderous weather powers thingy I have. Which, by the way, I have no idea where it came from. " I slumped back on my bed, facing away from her. "I didn't mean to use my power at first. It just happened. Though I did use it more on will, later on in the trial. I was scared, okay!"

Dovey was left speechless just before she could say something else, one of the tall nymphs peaked through the curtains. "Excuse me, Professor, but someone else would like to speak to Miss Beaudette," the nymph informed us.

Thank goodness for the nymph. I'm sure her and all of the other evers heard as well and wanted the shouting to stop.

"Of course. Hildegarde, I will hopefully see you in class soon," Dovey bidded me a farewell. I rolled to my side. I can't be bothered to talk to another visitor. Especially not after Professor Dovey's talk.

"Hildy?" A familiar voice called to me. It wasn't shocking that it was Tedros' calling me. At this point I think I was used to this. I didn't answer back, arguing with Dovey had drained me.

"How are you doing?" He asked. "Not well as you clearly heard," I sulked, crossing my arms.

Certainly everyone heard the "conversation". I don't exactly have my own room. We're separated by curtains, so it wasn't exactly sound proof.

"I'm sorry, would you like some water or -"

"No," I quickly replied, "It's been a long night. You should get to class."

He sat on the edge of my bed, "I think you forgot that classes would be cancelled. For us at least."

"Oh," I sighed, adjusting my body to face him. What am I going to do? Everyone knows about my newly found powers at this point. "Hildy about what happened in the trial -" he stopped short. "I'm glad you were by my side the whole night," he finished. That caught me by surprise. . A smile formed on my face, and I felt my cheeks heated up. "Me too," I croaked much to my surprise. "Can you get me some water?" I carefully sat up.

"Coming right up, boss." he poured a glass. A giggle escaped my mouth. Oh no, what was that a laugh? No more like a snort or a cough, I hope he didn't notice. "Cheers to me being in the infirmary twice in one week," I sarcastically croaked. The best feeling is cold water going down your throat, especially if you're warm.