The grand hall of Wysteria Academy buzzed with anticipation as elite witches and wizards gathered for the annual Welcome Feast. Candles flickered, casting a warm glow over the esteemed guests, their laughter blending with the soft hum of magic. I stood nervously against the wall, my long, curly brown hair cascading down my back, feeling out of place among such powerful figures. I was a half-blood, and the weight of that identity pressed heavily on me.
Then I saw him—Carter Prince. He stood tall, a picture of confidence and authority, with dark hair that seemed perfectly tousled and piercing blue eyes scanning the room. My heart raced when his gaze landed on me. I felt exposed, my cheeks flushing as I instinctively shrank back, hoping to become invisible.
For a moment, time froze as our eyes met. I was captivated by the spark of curiosity in his gaze, but I quickly looked away, fearing his judgment. Why would someone like him notice me? High-borns usually looked down on those of my kind. I needed to remain hidden, especially with my scholarship at stake.
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The Half-Blood's Gambit
FantasyAt Wysteria Academy of Magic, Clair Everson, a determined half-blood witch, faces the harsh realities of prejudice and power. As the first of her kind to attend the prestigious school, Clair is determined to prove herself among the elite. But when s...
