I continue to eat this delicious food and take a sip of my coffee when it is placed in front of me. I’m swallowing down another sip of coffee when I hear someone enter the room and everyone gives their attention to them. “Good morning everyone,” says a friendly voice. “Good morning Eisa,” they all sing in unison. I glance up as this Eisa person pulls up a stool next to me and I can finally take a look at her. Intense emerald-green eyes are staring at me, but they feel warm and friendly as opposed to threatening, unlike that woman yesterday. Her strawberry-blonde curls are tied up in a high ponytail and her peachy skin is practically glowing. Her slender frame is wearing a royal blue pencil skirt while her toned legs are accentuated by white satin pumps with diamond brooches on the toes. She’s pulled the look together with a long-sleeved white satin blouse that billows at the front. She radiates elegance and sophistication. “Eisa Nomikos,” she introduces herself, extending her hand

I put on my jacket, fix my collar, and feel my eyes heat up, glowing as I draw on the energy inside me now awakening from its slumber. I feel weightless as my body reaches out for the nearest body of water, and as soon as the energy detects the water in the large fish tank along the wall in my office, my body takes the form of water, travels through the air and dives into the water. While High-Born sirna possess water magic, not all of them are capable of water teleportation. It’s rather tricky to master. Through this ability, we can not only become water itself but travel through any body of water on the planet, provided we know where it is. If you don’t know where you’re going it can become a disaster and a huge pain in the ass, so it’s really not something to do on a whim. Think of water like a gateway to another world. Each source of water, even a small puddle from afternoon rain can act as a door to any surface of water that exists. It’s such a fast way to travel, and good for t

Stepping into my bedroom I take off my jacket and toss it on a chair. I give myself a nice big stretch after a very productive day and give myself a nice pat on the back for a job well done. As I do that I can’t help but wonder what Lemuel has been up to all day. I’m ashamed to say that I haven’t thought about him since this morning, but in my defence, I really wanted to focus on my responsibilities, and I knew thinking about him would only depress me. Now that I’ve welcomed him back into my thoughts I’m in a mood again. What the hell did that even mean? That it’s not that he doesn’t want me, he just doesn’t want an animai. I am his animai, so not wanting one means not wanting me. Want kind of ass backwards thought process is that? I want to get to know him and have him get to know me, but how am I meant to do that when he keeps me at arms-length all the time? With a heavy sigh, I step into my closet and take off my shirt and go to lay out my clothes for tonight. Since Eisa and I di

I’m pulled from my thoughts when I feel electricity shoot through my cheek and only then do I realise Sebastian has his large, soft hand cupped against my cheek. “What’s wrong?” he gently asks, concern and worry filling his eyes and voice. “I’m not worth protecting.” The words are out before I can stop them, and even amidst the pounding music, I can hear the sorrow in my words. Sebastian’s eyes widen briefly then fill with sadness, “Don’t you ever say that. You’re the most important person in my life. You’re worth everything to me,” he says fervently, his eyes not looking away from mine as his thumb gently skims across my cheek. “You don’t even know me,” I feebly point out. I know I should remove his hand, but something about his touch is soothing and comforting; sensations only vaguely familiar to me. “Only because you won’t let me get to know you. Lemuel, I want to know everything there is to know about you. I just wish you’d let me in,” he says pleadingly, then quickly pulls b

I crash through the water and take off moving a safe distance from the cliffs, hoping I’m not too far from Lemuel. I see and feel the pull of the currents from under the surface as the tsunami makes its way towards the kingdom. I feel my eyes burn as I pull on the energy inside me and throw my hands out halting the tsunami in its tracks, or at least I thought I had. I can feel the force of the giant wave pushing against me, forcing me to readjust and throw more power into my actions, but still, I feel the fucking thing resisting me. A tsunami may be a natural and powerful force but even it must bend to sirna magic. This thing is fighting me like a sentient being. No tsunami can do that, which means someone is controlling this thing. I keep my hold on the wave as I close my eyes and try to feel the energy behind this beast. I grind my molars in disgust and feel my eyes burn brighter as I sense the presence of more sirna magic. Another sirna is responsible for this, and when I find them