Magiya

Fate has a funny way of showing itself. We wish we had control over it. That is however, not our choice.

An upcoming queen, itching to get out of her personal prison.

A determined boy trying to find what he lost.

How will their fates intertwine?

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"Show yourself! I have a broom and I'm not afraid to use it!" Shea said, her voice slightly shaking, along with her hands.

A head popped up, the face was covered with a dark red hood hiding their identity. But the stranger was being cautious, they didn't say anything to her.

Shea narrowed her eyes at them, she stood her ground and held the broom even higher. "Who are you! What are you doing in my room! Guards!"

"Wait! Just tell me where I am!" It was a teenager, a boy. What was a boy doing in her room? More importantly where did he come from?

Shea didn't let her guard down for a second, "Rundershire- and you're in my room! So take off that damn hood and tell me who you are!"

"Elijah, my name is Elijah, and I...can't really explain why I'm in here but, I'm not a thief and I'm not here to take you." He said in a calm voice, Elijah raised his hands up to prove that he meant no harm. His hood fell, revealing the young man. His blond hair wild and crazy from his travels. His face was slightly pink, and sweat beaded down his forehead.

"Why can't you tell me why you're in here?" Shea asked, taking a step closer, the harsh bristles of the broom nearly touching Elijah's nose.

"It's complicated."

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