The Manifestation Witch

Pre- party

What's the best way to let her know I encountered my biological mother?

—Ghanima, if I remember correctly, the crew, as you call yourself in the most basic way, is about to arrive. It is not the time to be monosyllabic. —. I have to respect Ayanti and how direct she is. This is how I have modeled my behavior after observing her over the years. It has worked for me; I make a living, not wasting time.

So okay, let's rip off the proverbial magic Band-Aid. — I met my mother today.—. I say it without emotion, but as the words come out of my mouth, I try to process it.

Dry and analytical, Ayanti, seeks information:

— How is this possible? Do you know if it was really her? Where did it happen?

In Ayanti, there will never be an overflow of emotion. She learns of the threat and, with sinister calm, annihilates it.

I walk to my Elvio bar counter, built with the best wood and 24-karat gold-plated bronze decorations. It has luxurious black velvet fabric upholstery, made exclusively in this color, just for me. Make it yours, exceptional, and feed on the power that £14,500.00 gives you. A training from Ayanti. What could my actual mother have taught me?

I choose one of the most expensive bottles, applying the same principle, and pour myself a drink of D'Amalfi Limoncello Supreme. There are two in the world; one is from an Italian and the world's mystery who bought the other? Well, me! It has three 13-carat diamonds on the neck of the bottle and a central 18.5-carat diamond on its body. I hate the taste, but today, I need power, and the $44 million it costs will help.

It's not that I am rude and do not offer it to my visitor, but she is on a higher plane where she no longer needs to satisfy these basic needs.

Swallowing the strong taste, I respond:

—I have no idea how she ended up here, but the Cosima came up to me and took me to a shed. I confirmed her identity because she showed me initial images and feelings from when I was a baby.

In a flash, I can see what I bet is resentment in her eyes. Is it possible? I don't think so; Ayanti is not sentimental.

—How did you let yourself get approached? It is deplorable that she is working with them! No respectable witch does! She will be the laughingstock of this community, and I will ensure her exile. But more than that, I want to know what she is earning and how it benefits the Cosima. — Ayanti inquires with contempt.

I lift my glass, moving it side to side in time with her words, showing that I already thought about all that, too.

With frustration, I convey the impact the item, which I named magic handcuffs, had on me.

—Humans throughout history have tried to generate mechanisms to restrict ourselves. There is always a way to circumvent them. Are you saying this was effective?

—Yeah. It annihilated my powers instantly. — With calculating coldness, she tells me, — we will have a solution for that. What else did she tell you?

I answered her question with another, —why did you lie to me about my origin? — What did she tell you was your origin? — She contends with me.

—Why did you assure me I was from a gypsy clan? — She rolls her eyes at me when she asks.

— We can do this all night, so tell me what she told you about your origin. What does she do for the Cosima? What do they want with you? —. If anger had a color, her eyes would represent it.

Two can play this game. — the only thing I saw her do for the Cosima was the appeasing spell apart from the handcuffs. Your turn!

With a look that could kill me, she answers me; — I told you that you were from a gypsy clan so that you could focus on growing up and not waste time looking for answers like Annie, the Orphan. This allowed you to be a witch with immense power. So thank me. —. She says the last thing with excessive arrogance, adding — it's your turn.