Aurora:
In a world where love had to be earned I would never be good enough. I was the black sheep in the family, the witch without magic.
But finally after an eternity of hell there was a slight chance I could join the special forces, my country's...
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Ronan After my talk to the dean of the academy I went back to my room. All of this talk about security meant nothing to me when I knew that the academy was in no way safe at all.
From the first step I had taken on the property I had known that none of the measurements required with the dangers imminent had been taken.
More and more of 'the ghostly' had recently been spotted especially in certain areas. On of them was this academy so safety was a priority now.
Safe to say that the dean's torrent of speech with all kinds of words he probably didn't even understand hadn't convinced me.
I had been sent here to prepare the school for dangers and knew without a doubt it would be hard. The students were spoiled in most aspects. Having lessons from the late morning until afternoon waisted a lot of time that could be detrimental if the academy was under attack. A single hour alone could be used to explain concepts of evacuation and strategies for fighting. The older students were trained decently but it still made me wonder if they would hold up against attacks.
With the purpose to change much of this I went back to my room to change clothes before opening my first class.
As I opened the door I already smelled a sweet and refreshing scent like freshly cut fruit inside of my room. I recognized it from yesterday when I had encountered the awkward maid. She had been the reason I had been forced to sleep on the floor last night.
Not only the sight of somebody else sitting on my bed disgusted me. It was also the scent that had lingered on the pillow when I had tried to fall asleep. After about 30 seconds of drowning in the scent I'd abruptly stood up and had laid down on the floor.
The reasonable thing was to ask for an exchange of maids and I would probably do that when I had the time. For now I'd just be very cautious of her until I could judge her character.
I hesitated before going inside. 'Don't hesitate' I told myself in annoyance of myself. I admit that when I entered my room I waited for a second before letting her know about my presence.
I watched her small frame kneeling on the ground next to the closet. Her ridiculously glossy dark brown hair had been pulled into a braid that resembled a crown. A few stray hairs escaped the braid and hung in wavy clumps onto her temples.
From my position in the door frame I could see her side profile with big hazel doe eyes, a straight nose and lastly a small delicately pointed chin.
Her loose gray dress had slightly risen up to reveal tiny black shoes and smooth calves.
I heard a quiet melody coming from her lips while she was folding some of my shirts. She paused for a second before resuming her task while humming. She probably was so deep in thought that she didn't even realize the change in atmosphere steaming from my entrance.
