Chapter Twenty-Four ☾

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The afternoon sky is a soft blue without any clouds. A warm breeze blows through the sky, making leaves and flowers from trees dance across the sky. I am glad that I am able to walk with Azalea through the garden on such a beautiful day. The scent of various flowers calms me and brings happiness to my very being.

"I still cannot believe how accepting Master Blyn was of my magic. I hid my magic from him for so long, which I feel terrible about but he still accepted it," I tell Azalea.

"He told me that my magic was beautiful," I whisper.

Azalea smiles as she bends down to pick up a small yellow wildflower that fell on the grass-covered ground. "I am not surprised that he accepted your magic, he is your mate after all" said Azalea.

"I suppose so but I was afraid that he would think my magic was too intense and that I would be difficult to handle because of it" I said as I look toward the Mystic Sea.

The beautiful water is jade in color as the waves move. In the far center of the garden the bright waves can be seen hitting against the smooth sand. While to the far right the waves hit against the sharp edges of the cliff near the castle. The sea is stunning and very caking.

"I am not surprised that Master Blyn accepted your magic a Carita. Also, while there is not a lot of information known about the Emerald Isle and its people. However, it is known that the Royal Family wields powerful magic" said Azalea.

"I suppose that is the case and you are right that I should have not feared his rejection of my magic".

Blyn is truly a powerful man and I realized that the first day we met from sensing his aura. Now that I have seen a fragment of his magic I am aware of how powerful my husband is. I wish to see more of his magic, especially his beast magic since I have never witnessed that type of magic. I recall how wonderful he skillfully manipulated water at his will as he did with earth. The tiny flower he conquered is tucked between two blank pages of my journal. It will be a gift that I shall cherish for my entire life.

"Are you looking forward to your birthday celebration?" We come to a stop at a cross in the stone path.

Azalea nods, "Yes I am, I may be away from home now but I have old friends and new friends to celebrate my eighteenth year with me".

"Yes and I have a feeling that something special will happen at your celebration" I said.

"Something good will happen? What will happen?"

"I cannot tell you the details since you must discover that on your own Azalea". I cannot tell her that she will meet her mate once she turns eighteen, also that I suspect I know the identity of her mate. I believe that she should find that out herself as it is meant to be.

"Very well. I suppose that it will not harm me to wait until tomorrow" said Azalea.

"I must leave now so that I can meet with Callen".

I nod as I move a stray strand of hair away from my face. "I did not notice so much time has passed. I must hurry to meet with Blyn".

Azalea and I exchange farewells before we take separate paths. I take the path towards the Sea while she takes the path towards the castle. As my heels hit against the stone path I cannot help but think about Azalea. I cannot wait to see my dear friend happy with her mate, the man she is destined to be with.

"Good evening my dove" said a deep voice that I adore, my Blyn's voice.

I turn my head to see him stepping out from behind several fruit trees. His bright auburn hair appears to be wet as small water droplets fall on his face. His intense blue eyes with a hint of emerald makes heat rush to my cheeks. A white button down shirt hugs his broad shoulders and broad chest. While black trousers are held together by a leather belt and as usual he has on his boots.

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