Fake Princess
CHAPTER 35
Wh why? Because of a prophecy that had nothing to do with me, because I happened to be born at the exact moment of a man who felt so unhappy that he didn't care about me. Just because of that, I would never…
“ Amelia!”
Aunt Vania's sharp voice jolted me from the confused feeling that enveloped me. It was then that I saw the wind whirling around the house, pulling Aunt Vania's skirt, my hair, and the herbs scattered on the table.
Magic again. But I don't know how to control it, how to stop it. I didn't move, barely breathing out in shock, and little by little the sensation of the magic that felt tight in my chest began to diminish again as the magic flowed out of my body.
Slowly, the wind was reduced, and when it finally completely disappeared, I was sitting limp on a nearby chair.
The God Without a Name, I endanger myself and everyone around me. Just look at what I've done when I feel hurt and angry. Am I going to burn the house down when I can't control my emotions anymore? I quickly gulped as I thought of the possibility.
What if I do it now? It seemed impossible; I felt tired, just as tired if I had to run to Vivaskari & come back here again. However, no one can tell me what might happen, no one can help me control myself.
Aunt Vania berdehem.
“ Like I said, your mother, has the power. According to my observations, most of his power was used to ensnare people, to force them to do his will. That's one of the reasons why I don't like it. I always suspected she used magic on your father, it made him fall in love with her.”
I did not look up and kept staring at my lap.
“ Is he trained?”
“ Not on campus in Vivaskari. He claimed to have studied with a witch during his travels. He said the people who live there are not as concerned about the ceremony as we are.”
That's true, if it refers to everything I know about Farvaseen's practice of magic. They had no campus; instead, anyone with magic abilities only needed to find a magician willing to accept them as a protege.
The witches at Vivaskari have always been haughty when they hear this idea, they say it's an undisciplined approach and that's why no Farvaseen witch has really been famous for the last two centuries. Anyway, it doesn't help.
“ Should Aunty tell me,” I said tired.
“ I...now I'm dangerous. I killed the vine that was flowering. The plant turned into ashes in my hands. I almost created a storm in this room with no intention of doing so. If only you had told me..”.
I stopped talking, not sure. What the hell's going on? I still don't have anyone to ask for help. In Treb there are not even traditional witches.
“ I don't like magic,” Aunt Vania replied.
I looked up at him. I've never heard anyone say anything like that. You have no choice but to like or dislike magic. It's just like you say you don't like the air; it's something that's already there, something that can't be bothered. Some people have it and others don't, such as red hair or weak visibility.
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