As the other won sat down and minded their manners, Sabrina remained standing, her crossed arms pinned to her chest as if they had been glued there. Respect for others was a word that was foreign to her, and she liked to show superiority, because she believed herself to be superior to most people around her.
This did not make her a bad person, it just made her unlikable to most people that t her, not that she cared much.
Phoebe's eyes road over the young woman, she was undeniably striking, you could see it at first glance that she had the kind of beauty that was written about in songs and poems. Her long flowing hair, which was dark blonde shimred like molten gold, cascading down her shoulders in straight lines.
Her eyes were a captivating shade of erald, gleam with sharpness and intelligence. Her skin was flawless, but she had a few faint freckles around her cheek bones, other than that it was like porcelain.
Going by looks alone, Phoebe could see that the three children Sabrina and Andre were destined to have would be very good looking. Their personalities however, she could not begin to guess, after all, the mother was a nace and the father childish.
Sabrina spoke before Phoebe or any of the other ladies did, her voice had a natural quality of arrogance that was either in born or well-practiced over the years.
"Since I have been to almost all the shamans in Fog country, I can tell a quack when I see one, you have so talent." Her wandering eyes continued to move around the office as if in search for sothing.
Phoebe leaned forward. "Yes, I am aware of your interest in shamans, after all it was you that gave Leslie the spell of shadow manipulation that almost killed two people. You should not dabble in things that you don't understand." Her voice was smooth but laced with accusation. She did not care if Sabrina's companions heard what she said.
Sabrina unfolded her arms and snapped her fingers. "Leave." She ordered the young won with impatience in her voice.
Missy Castille took off the veil from her head exposing her face. "Co on! We want the love portions too you cannot command us to leave like this is your father's compound."
"She is right!" A brunette spoke. "What Miss Phoebe has said is not even a secret everyone knows. Ashley, Leslie's mother told everyone that has an ear."
A chuckle escaped from Phoebe on seeing Arrow's sister. "Missy Castille, does your brother know of these extracurricular activities of yours? Or do you want to tell David to inform him that you are going around in search of love portions?"
Fury etched on Missy's face. "You cannot do that! You would be breaking custor confidentiality and if word spreads, no one will dare set foot in here."
Phoebe lowered her head and pointed her lips. "Imagine if soone used such kind of magic to take away your will to love willingly, or if say soone used it to snatch your boyfriend or husband.
Would that be fair to you, do you know how many lives you can destroy? I do not sell love portions however I have ornants and talismans that could help direct and lead you to the man that could be your soul mate.
Also, everyone has more than one potential soul mate so if it doesn't work out with one person, you can find another. If you use a love potion however, you are trapping soone else to love you while you freely move on if you don't like them anymore.
What will it be ladies, should I call your brothers and mothers to tell them what you are up to or will you be good girls and just buy so talismans and charms which are helpful but not dangerous?"
Phoebe raised her eyebrows and looked at them sharply. The young won looked sullen, but they were smiling.
"I want one of each and everything that will lead to my soulmate. It will be so magical if I can et him at a ball, like the Sunflower ball, we can dance all night, have a magical romance and our story can be turned into a movie." Missy Castille fidgeted with delight.
The Saxon spirit sneered, "This one has watched way too many fairy tales."
" too, my heart has been broken way too many tis, I also want to et my future husband at the Sunflower ball. If he can get down on one knee and give a sunflower it will be dreamy." Said another.
The won squealed and Phoebe scowled, they were all ridiculous. And what was with this fantasy of eting n at balls, was there a lack of restaurants, mall, sidewalks, parties and other places where normal couples t?
Phoebe waved her hand, sending them out. "You can go get whatever you need from Rosette, however you should know that not everyone gets to et their soulmates imdiately or at a ball. It depends on what destiny has in store for you." She gestured for them to leave.
They squealed their way out of the office and the Saxon spirit closed the door.
Sabrina rolled her eyes and sneered, a loud condescending sound. "At first I was skeptical about these abilities of yours but now I am certain that you are not that talented. How can a young woman like you know anything about true magic, even I am better than you."
She snapped her fingers and the lights ca on, she snapped again, and they went out. A triumphant chuckle escaped her because Phoebe seed amused.
"How did you do that?" Phoebe's widely open eyes narrowed and studied her. "Sabrina by any chance are you practicing magic?" She added to ask.
From the information she had gathered so far, Phoebe was aware that Sabrina was only seventeen which ant that she had not yet been indoctrinated into the world of magic. This only ant that she was practicing magic on her own which was illegal according to the laws that governed the founding families.
"What a sneaky little young woman this one is." The Saxon spirit hovered over Sabrina. "How did she even discover that she had traces of magic flowing in her veins? I am impressed."
Sabrina was yet to answer Phoebe's question, she had no answer for she had used her magic blindly. "I do not know what you are talking about." She denied strongly, if Phoebe opened her big mouth then her chances of becoming a guardian could be ruined.
Phoebe gave her a villainous grin. "What if I told my father who by the way is a mber of the council."
Her words caused Sabrina to stiffen. Her sharp eyes stared threateningly at Phoebe. "You could but I will deny everything." Sabrina wrinkled her nose.
"Then I will slap a truth telling talisman on your back, you know what that is, right?" Phoebe responded.
Sabrina leaned back; her shoulders hunched. "That would be an of you, there is no difference between what I am doing and what you are doing. Why has the council not shut you down? You are from the founding family, and you have no license to practice magic."
"That's because I started practicing way before I knew of my origins besides you just called a fake a few minutes ago. But worry not, I will keep your secret if you share so information with ." Phoebe propped her clenched fist under her chin.
"Okay what do you want?" Sabrina fidgeted with her fingers warily.
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