Like usual, Malva finds herself cooped up inside her room all day. She was sure she was beginning to look like a cave person, she haven't come out of her room for days. 3 days to be precise. She has been working on her spell scrolls non stop, so it wasn't as shocking when she did not get any sleep. It wasn't like she would get one. Aureus has been treating her daily for the past few days after she explained her mental state to him. She would not be able to close her eyelids and sleep peacefully. She never had, but with the help of Aureus, she was able to sleep a few hours. Now, the situation seems to have change. Her nightmares were often, it usually consists of her past memories haunting her but now it was more of her fear foreseeing the destruction that would become of the world if such war occurred.
No one would want that, especially not the Ailwards. Her position at the general hospital of Evermore as the senior consultant made her more restless and exhausted than she usually was. Her eyes roamed wildly to the files scattering on both the marble floor and her desk. Some were piling up like a fortress shielding her. She glanced at the clock hung on the wall, it shows that it was 11:30 pm. She didn't realize it was already that late, what she knew was she had just started when she suddenly fell face first on the desk and slept throughout the day. Deciding it was time she went out of her room, she cleaned the mess she made before going into the bathroom to clean herself. Few minutes later, she was all freshen up and ready to get out of the miserable room and manor of theirs that seems to have been tired of her constantly throwing stuffs at the walls.
Malva can't blame them, because she's getting tired of her own self in the room. Curling her auburn hair and finally letting it go until it cascades down to her shoulders. She had made effort to cut it because last time it grew a bit longer than she wanted to.The blonde streaks were also visible, Tatiana made sure she got a new look to blend in. She didn't see the need of it but having such person as her personal guard is hard to resist the temptation the dhampir gives. The Russian born aspect slung the coat over her and made her way to the entrance gate before transforming into a dragon and flew away. Not before she made sure no guard was following her of course, Tati and Val was easy to persuade but the others had their strict orders. Too stiff. She landed in between the trees by the river bank which if she wasn't mistaken, is the Instar Diviner's territory. Reverting back to her human form, she clasped the amethyst pendant that hung low around her neckline and took a seat on the nearest boulder from the river. The Aspect of Magic took out her spell book, it was a medium sized journal but has unlimited pages. All the new and old spells she has constructed and documented. Even those still in process.
Flipping to a new page, the new spell she constructed 2 days ago. She decided to give a try on it. Closing her eyes shut she began mumbling the words an orb of energy starts to form.
There were very few things within this city that had piqued his interest in the way this other Diviner had. Her magic was something new and different, she was something different, there was nothing to prove that but he just felt it. He had met Diviners twice his age who didn't hold the degree of power that she did. Of course he did have to admit that stumbling upon someone in the woods and been thrown by an unknown spell was a new experience for him. "Whatever you say Miss Arguarde." He said in response to her calling Mr. Hunt. Though his accent didn't make her name sound right, it was a big difference from hers since it was a new word for him. "Just call me Stephen." He had the feeling that she never would but it was worth a try before he completely lost his mind. Never had he been a very formal person and he was more used to hearing his first name than Mr. Hunt which made him wonder who she talking to until it clicked within his brain that was him.
"I don't know about everyone knowing it but it's a fact." He hadn't a clue how old she was, she could be his age, older or younger, it was hard to tell with Diviners and she offered no information for him to go on. Though he spoke of himself she didn't talk as much as all he could do was observe and make assumptions. Alice was incredibly guarded when it came to personal information but he had the feeling he could break that down given time.
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Cities Of The Shifters ( Book Cover Done And Credit Goes To @MeowSniper Thanks)
ParanormalEvernore is the place of all races. Whiteshore, New Orleans, Mystic Falls, Wellshadow, and a few others are there homes. Bonneauville is the city of the Shifters. And those that call this home are here. There are Vampires, Fae, Werewolves, Dragons...