Thea
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- For the first ti I had a dream, a terrible dream. – one appearance of my stepmother would make any dream terrible. – And the second ti... the second ti I was betrayed by the man I thought I loved.
- I see. - She nodded her head and leaned a little closer, unraveling the spell she had cast on .
But this ti she didn’t use a magic wand. Instead, she was reciting so kind of spell.
The body was pierced by an incredible warmth and a slight tickling, as if crowds of small spiders were running over the skin. At the mont when she bound with a spell, I was so absorbed in misunderstanding and a certain fear that I did not pay attention to such bodily sensations at all. It was so new to , and at the sa ti it awakened in a desire to learn this sorcery. I wonder if I can do the sa as Eugene? Is she really right about and will I be able to reveal my abilities?
This nagging question imdiately made think more deeply about the reasons why I couldn’t magically manifest myself for so long. After all, if everything had been different, maybe I wouldn’t have beco a disgrace to the family, maybe my father wouldn’t have left my mom then, maybe... I wanted to believe that I was not sohow flawed, and perhaps there was a desire in to prove that I was capable of sothing.
- You see, a witch can use several thods to conjure. But you’re more special and I’ve seen it. In your mories. No matter how much you want to hide sothing from , I already know everything and I just want to push you to reveal your abilities. I believe that this requires a strong emotional outburst.
- Do you think I still have a chance? - I asked sadly, finally getting up from the floor and rubbing my stiff wrists.
- Of course, dear. You just need a trigger that’s more powerful than the one I used on you. I’m sorry I hurt you, it’s just that usually under the influence of anger, the force is able to break through boundaries. I really thought it would work. - Eugene said with a slight smile and a slightly guilty face. – And by the way, I don’t force you to stay at ho all the ti, you are free to leave here whenever and wherever you want.
I thanked her for this news, because it was what I wanted, but I was too shy to ask her. Although the house was very beautiful, but it felt empty and I was terribly longing for simple communication. It was necessary for not to drive myself into a corner of my thoughts.
I got acquainted with the map of the city, found the location of Adeline’s house, because I did not know how to create portals and warned the housekeeper that I was going to leave.
The streets were full of people scurrying back and forth. But only now I began to realize that there are witches all around. It intrigued and inspired so much. I looked at them with a sinking heart, admiring, but in response I caught only puzzled glances, and soone looked hostile at all. So I tried to blend in with the crowd again.
It’s so strange, I feel like I want to be open to each of them, but it’s like they’re looking at through an inverted prism. Will I ever be able to overco this barrier?
I replayed that dream over and over in my head and could not find any parallels with myself. It was like a completely different ti period. Even my voice felt different. And in my dream I was talking about my mom, but my mom has been dead for a long ti...
A sharp gust of wind from a passing cart tousled my red curls. I hurriedly began to remove them from my face, glancing at my clothes. Even the clothes were completely different. And it’s not about neatness, but the fact that no one wore such a style of clothing now.
I frowned, trying to match my guesses with what was in the dream. Lately I’ve started to think that my inner voice can sotis give useful hints. After all, it was the sa with Raphael, because for a brief mont I tried to draw parallels between Skars and him, between their bloody eyes and their vampire essences. Therefore, even now I tried to find at least so explanation for the fact that Lillian was in the dream and that she is actually the supre witch.
By the way, does my father know about this? Still, even this thought crossed my mind, it must have bewitched him. Otherwise, how else can you explain his such a sharp change in attitude towards and my mother.
When I approached Adeline’s house, I was confused for a second by the open front door, but even if a thief got into the house, I certainly should not cowardly hide my head in the sand. I shyly and as quietly as possible pushed the door and imdiately jumped back from it when it closed in my face with a loud bang.
What is this?
I waited a couple of minutes, catching my breath and was about to open the door again, but Adeline did it before . She looked terribly disheveled, her clothes were torn to shreds and exposed her skin in places, and her breathing was knocked down, as if she had run a couple of kiloters. Looking over her shoulder, I saw an even more confusing sight - the entire living room was turned upside down, the table was broken into several pieces, and one of the table legs was sticking out of the broken glass door of the sideboard. By the way, there are no dishes left alive either.
- What happened here? - I asked my friend in bewildernt and with a note of concern in my voice, and she just giggled, putting her hair in order.
- Let’s just say I found a reason to spend more ti with Klaus. - Adeline bit her lip, exposing her snow-white teeth, and breaking into a malicious grin. – Co in, don’t stand on the threshold.
- And what kind of reason is this? And where is he? – I looked around every corner of the room, which was still in perfect condition in the morning, and now scread that the house would be demolished at this rate. – It doesn’t look very good.
- Don’t worry, now this shaggy poodle will dress up and co down. – the girl reported, taking a magic wand out of her hands and starting to put the house in order, as if this devastation had never happened.
What a wonderful skill! I want it that way too!
- You see, witches and werewolves aren’t the best of friends, far from the best. So I ca up with a brilliant idea so that we could evaluate each other’s abilities without resorting to murder. This is a kind of training at ho. We do not harm each other, but at the sa ti, each of us gives our best. I had to impose a sound barrier, otherwise the neighbors would have been seriously alard. - Adeline chuckled.
- What would you say to the neighbors if the house collapsed? I asked sarcastically.
- Perhaps, oops? - a friend giggled, which earned my disapproving narrowed gaze.
She seems to be older than , but by recklessness she can be given all ten points out of ten.
Klaus ca down a good ten minutes later, slling of shampoo and sporting ironed clothes. The new clothes looked better on him than what the Duke of Parmont had given him, and yet it would take a long ti before he could fatten his skinny skeleton. I can imagine how hard it was for him in that laboratory. But it’s all over now, Adeline will definitely fatten him up.
- Did you co back quickly, decided to run back? - Klaus asked sarcastically. – By the way, cool ability, baby. You don’t have to clean up at all.
Adeline flustered and hissed, throwing threatening glances in the direction of the man. I guess she didn’t like the nickna "baby" too much.
- I really can’t disagree. How to learn this? - I asked.
- Actually, this is one of the simplest spells, but the stronger the destruction, the more power it draws. Otherwise, there are no difficulties. Get out your wand.
As an obedient student, I did what my friend asked, and after a minute she showed how to hold the wand correctly and make swings, while not forgetting to read a simple spell, which even I rembered from the second ti.
I trained on a broken cup, but either my hands are crooked, or the wand is defective, because the cup completely refused to stick back together and it was so frustrating. I repeated the spell many tis, completely not understanding why Adeline is doing everything, and I’m not.
- Don’t worry, you just need more ti to practice. – Klaus tried to cheer up, who was carefully watching what was happening.
- I can’t help but get upset. Even you, who just recently beca a werewolf, already have full control over your body.
- This is completely different. I didn’t choose to beco a werewolf, and all the credit is only in my geno, which successfully took over the geno of a werewolf. A successful rger that gave all these advantages. But rember for yourself how many other people there were who were not spared by the experint. And even if they were alive now, they would have to make a lot of effort to overco their animal nature.
I nodded in agreent, knowing him, because everything he said was exclusively true. On the other hand, we will never know now whether these people could have returned to their human form again or not, because Raphael killed everyone for fear of releasing them into the human world. You can understand his concerns, but I would like to believe that these people could be helped.
- Can you show how you do it?
- How do I transform? - Klaus asked, and I nodded. – Perhaps you’re a little late, you should have co a little earlier. Although I don’t have so many clothes to tear them thoughtlessly, and you probably don’t want to see naked.
- I’d like to see it again. - Adeline giggled. - He’s got a great ass.
- I’ll take your word for it. - I replied, rolling my eyes.
Surprisingly, Klaus did not show a drop of embarrassnt, a stern impenetrable man. Conceited.
- By the way, don’t worry about the mug. Like I told you, you’ll learn everything when you get into the coven. You’ll see, you’re not the only one who’s trying to ta the magic wand, and the teachers there are good.
- I hope so. Eugene has already tried to test , but the experience was not the most successful. - at the mory of my crazy ntor, goosebumps ran through my body.
I briefly told my morning impressions and imdiately received in response rounded eyes on the shocked face of Adeline. Apparently, she did not expect that a seemingly pleasant and friendly witch would subject her student to torture on the first day. Well, either I was lucky. I’ll consider myself her favorite.
We spent the rest of the evening in each other’s pleasant company, eating dried fruits that a friend bought at the fair. You can get used to such a life, it was too pleasant to be true.
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