Mirage’s P.O.VShe wore a silver top with full sleeves and a tiara of sorts on her head with a large amethyst crystal in the centre. Cool, reserved and indifferent, she did look like the woman who would be cold enough to reject her son’s cries for help. However, I noticed that just as I was studying her, she was studying me as well.“You have our eyes.” She spoke to me unexpectedly. “Are you able to use Fae magic as well?”I was tempted to show her exactly what I could do, to show her just how I could use my Fae magic, the power to manipulate light…that was until I looked toward the far right of the screen…and met eyes of glowing red.It was a child. A bloody, fucking child.Barely twelve or thirteen years old, a child sat on a large chair, her silvery hair cascading down to her waist in loose ringlets and her bright red eyes looking at me with interest. She wore a red off-shoulder dress and unlike the Fae Queen, a full blown crown. However, the only thing that kept me from really bel
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