Prologue

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Your POV

I go by many names, 'the enchantress', 'the manipulator', or 'the illusionist'. I am more known for my skills in music. I've played for many lords and ladies, as well as ALOT of the rich folk. I am actually not very well known for manipulation.
I sigh and look out the bedroom window of my 'vacation' home in O'kasis, recalling the events that I had witnessed. Jeffery Golden Heart, that man I saw, murdered by the high priest, Zane...
That name leaves a bitter taste in the back of my mouth. I would have never guessed that he would be that evil.

~Le flashback ~
At my command, my body vanishes, I become invisible. Slowly, I start to walk through the closed door, like a ghost would. But for extra precaution, I hide behind the wall and listen.
"You're letting me go?" The man said, almost surprised.
And with that I heard a stabbing sound and a plop, he was dead. I couldn't help but feel sorry for Jeffery, what about his daughter? Sadly, I cannot manipulate time. Oh well magic does have limitations after all. All I could do was watch in horror......

~present~

My train of thought was knocked out by a knock on my door. I scurried down to answer. ...

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