Whats wrong with magic

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Zara's P.O.V
A couple of hours after the huge unnecessary meeting in the throne room, and after talking to the king and queen I began to look for the dark head kid. I roamed the halls passing maids, servants, and butlers but mostly some brutes that just smiled awkwardly.

"How big is this block of gold" I sighed getting tired of roaming the endless halls. My ears then picked up a fain laughing. I decided to follow it, as I got closer I decided it wasn't laughing and more like mocking. I quickened my Pace and  turn a corner as my eyes saw three man babies all with shining amour cruelly gathered around a skinny kid with a red vest and black undershirt on. "Aw come on, if you try hard enough you could maybe beat my little brother, he started lessons a week ago" one deep voice teased making me angry. I looked closer at the guy in the middle who slowly began to shrink from there words. "Loki, show me a magic trick" another one buckled with a laugh. "What's wrong with magic" I asked myself creeping closer wanting to help the poor sorcerer I have been looking for. The hallway grew a scary quiet "I said...show me a magic trick" the burnet kid growled even louder but still loki shook his head no. The burnet kid let off a huff and in response began to raise is arm.

My legs began to move without my brains permission. Where they where gonna go I didn't know, where they where gonna stop I could only fear.

I found myself in front of loki as he stood there with his eyes closed ready for the hit, Instead it came down my my left cheek sending me to the cold golden floor, the three guys began to reach for me until an arm stopped them. My face stung and my vision receded then came back about ten times as my hearing decided to completely fail me. I felt hands around my waste but they weren't like what I would guess them to be, they where strong and big. I did the best I could to look but I didn't see loki anywhere instead I saw the guy who was standing by him in the throne room. He picked me up over his shoulder and began to walk off giving me a straight view of the three guy closing in on loki who had fresh blood running down his face from at least three different places. One punched him in the gut over and over again "he saved me" I thought.

I wanted to help...how could they be so cruel...but slowly the darkness I feared over took me, like a dark cloud dense with cold winds.

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