Aynyra stood from her trainer Lorcan, back up in the wall-less tower."Today will be your final lesson. You have already learned how to shape your power, but now you must learn how to use your power to influence others, things that are alive. The gift of life is bestowed to many who walk this earth, and your power allows you to influence minor things with that life, such as speeding up healing. You have demonstrated aspects of healing, but today you will master it. You will learn how to heal the human body perfectly, including, healing the mind. Some minds, cannot be healed but can be influenced." Lorcan declared, standing tall and strong in front of her."Influencing the mind? Like I can influence people's decisions?" Aynyra questioned."You hold great power, a gift from the gods. You must use your power to help others you find in your path, or it will corrupt you and the gods will take it away, leaving you to die," Lorcan warned.Aynyra took his warning

Aynyra, Valor and Aerys sat around their chambers, lounging on the plush couches. They had sat in silence for a moment, thinking about how Rhae had gone off with Ambrose recently, leaving them all alone in the chambers on their last day. This had happened every day recently, Rhae disappearing with Ambrose while the others sat around, waiting. Though they had each gone off on their training.Aynyra turned to Valor, "What have you been doing the last few days? You haven't told anybody but your helper seems to be smiling at you for some reason." Aynyra winked at her brother, knowing that he was flirting with his helper at every interaction."Like the Queen said, I've been honing my skills, training to be the best I can be!" Valor chuckled."I want the details, please?" Aynyra begged, giving him a pouty face.Valor rolled his eyes, "Fine." With that, he recounted the key details of what he had been up to the last few days. ~*~*~&n

Aynyra clung tight to her escort, unable to get used to the rolling of her stomach as they flew up above the clouds. Her anxiety only piled on from the fear of heights, riding a Draekon for the first time and the fact they were returning home to wage war, probably killing many of her people in the process. She would use her magic to heal as many people as possible and to defend Rhae; that was her job after all. Her rider hung tight to the left side of Rhae's Draekon's tail, keeping the flight as smooth as possible.That helped mostly, until they banked down, breaking through the cloud layer to see her Kingdom, dull and colourless, covered by a layer of clouds. There was nobody out on the streets, no decorations on the palace, and the gardens had died. The grass from the hill where the Akihyra tree once was, was grey and ashen as if the land itself had died. She turned, catching the view of the other Draekon parties, swinging away and down to the streets, searching the guild houses for

Rhaenyx was burning. She was fire itself; hot, bright and hungry. The fire ate her from the inside, consuming her body with rage. Finally, she was in front of the man who brought her so much pain and now she could end him, once and for all.The flames covered her body, bright and blue, all-consuming. Icran trembled in front of her, his wide eyes taking in the fury in front of him. He barely even noticed Aynyra standing behind Rhae, sweat dripping down her forehead."Rhaenyx, dear. Violence isn't the answer. Do you think the people will follow you when you storm into your own Kingdom and burn it to the ground? Do you think they want you as a leader when you bring in our enemy to slaughter us like lambs to the wolves? You're a fool. You had no real plan. This Kingdom will fall if I don't take place as its leader. You are the real traitor," Icran growled, his voice dripping with malice.Behind his anger, was fear and Rhae could taste it. "Shut up," she hissed."Have I hit a nerve? You kn

Rhae's eyes burst open and she pushed herself up quickly, examining her surroundings. She glanced around, Aynyra lay unconscious beside her and Ambrose knelt on her other side, reaching out to support her. Icran; she had to find him, she had to end him.Quickly, she stood, ignoring the throbbing pain in her head and the dryness in her mouth. There was no more time to waste, nothing else to do, but end it here and now. Behind the pillar, that's where he hid before. Ambrose followed close behind her, his arms being held in her direction, ready to catch her if she fell. Her body was filled with only one burning desire, to kill Icran. Fate could be damned, bloody destiny could be damned. Only one thing mattered and that was ending Icran. She found him, cowering behind the pillar, a fool and a coward in his last moments. She grabbed him by his hair and threw him out onto the concrete, towering above him. Rhae felt the white fire burning through her and pushed it onto the surface of her