Evanora Cordelia Magnus, a twenty-two year old elemental witch, was only a child when her mother was forcefully taken away from her.
Destined to become the queen of witches, she trained for years before finally accepting her position as the crown pr...
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Life really had strange timing. When you were desperate for someone to come and save you, that never happened. Even when you were lying on the ground begging for someone to help you through those perils of life, nobody would hold your hand, loneliness would suffocate you, and still, you would have to survive alone. And when you accepted it, when you put your guard up, when you understood that the only person who would be able to help you as you yourself, destiny would bring you to a person who wanted to be there for you. But why now? Why when it was hard to let someone in?
Laying on my bed, staring at the white ceiling, all I could think about was those stormy grey eyes. Every expression, every movement of his, I was over-analyzing and overthinking every damn thing. This habit of mine would really make me crazy one day. I realized that I was so distracted by him that I forgot to reign in my aura. And I wondered why no more witches or warlocks were approaching me. No one could be comfortable around my aura except a few older witches and my family. Even for them, it exhausted their energy so I always tried to keep it under control. Also, it was funny to see when some people judged me by my aura and underestimated me; it got me that surprise factor during fights.
My father informed me that the reason the werewolves were staying for a week was because of some professional work. We would be having a meeting regarding that topic tomorrow morning. The last thought I had before slipping into a dreamless slumber was how would it feel to sleep with his arms around me.
I woke exactly at four in the morning. At witch training centres, it was compulsory to wake up at four. After breakfast, I still had an hour left so I decided to go to our training field.
I could feel my magic crackling, which meant Conrad was awake and somewhere near me. Walking towards the field, I could feel the soft breeze brushing through my black hair. Standing in the corner, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I felt the blood rushing through my veins, my magic dancing with my blood, intertwined with my complete being. I sensed wind rushing towards me; opening my eyes I willed the air around me to encircle me. The pressure slowly increased against my skin. I increased the speed, and the wall of air got higher, high enough to cover me completely. Blades of grass could be seen dancing with the air around me. With a blink, I willed it to stop. Warm up done, now it was time for a duel.
"Which element today, Eva?" said a strong voice, and I turned around to see Celeste smirking at me.
Celeste was the royal trainer of elementals. A powerful witch herself, she had power over water, air, and temperature. The temperature control was her personal flair. A deadly combination. She knew just how to use her powers to give birth to the most powerful weapons on any battlefield.
"I was thinking of air but since you're here today, let's combine air and water." I spoke with a hint of challenge in my voice. Winning against her would not be easy, even though I had more power than her. It wasn't easy to beat experience and skill with power that easily. Even if I had an abundance of magic, without proper skill I wouldn't be able to beat anyone.
