Seven
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Jade never knew how dark her past was, or how dark her future would become. By a cruel twist of fate, she ends up in an unfamiliar place with a long journey before. With very few by her side, Jade sets off to restore the balance in magic and comes to grips with several undeniable truths along the way.
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"Jade, my darling, if only you would listen."
I seethed in my shackles. If only I could escape from their heavy weight, I would leave this terrible place behind, and find my mother along the way. My chest rose slowly as I tried to calm myself, even though calm was the last thing I needed to be. The black gown I had been forced to wear was slipping from my right shoulder. The chilly air rose goosebumps over the exposed flesh.
Silas adjusted the material. His fingers lingering a moment too long on my skin. He was too close too me now. So close I could smell the cinnamon and peppermint oils he wore, see the fleck of dust resting in his dark eyelashes, hear his soft and oddly calm breaths leaving his chest.
"What am I?" I finally whispered, hoping he would back away from me.
Silas straightened and gave me that crooked, evil grin that I had come to know too well in too little time. He ran a hand through his curls and straightened his silver circlet crown, composing himself.
"You are the Seventh, what a beautifully cruel fate."
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