Anastasia's POVMy legs trembled as tears spilled down my cheeks. The weight of Her recognition, of Her acceptance, it was overwhelming.A soft sob came from somewhere in the circle, and then another. They felt it too.Their magic pulsed in the air, trembling with awe and emotion. Some of them fell to their knees while others leaned on each other but they never broke the circle.For the first time in my life, I had no doubt of who I was or what I was meant to do. The Moon Goddess herself was validating that for me. I truly am a natural born High Priestess.The thought alone nearly broke me again. She didn’t hate me, she didn’t disown me. She had chosen me.Ester’s voice cracked as she finished the final blessing. “By blessings of the Moon Goddess, the guidance of our ancestors, and witnesses of this sacred circle, we recognize you, Anastasia, as our High Priestess. May your path be steady, your spirit strong, and your intuition ever clear.”The coven chanted in ancient, repeating the
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