Romans & histoires Fairy Godmother Wand Descendants

"Gwardia is a multi-elemental witch, she can control ice, water and air. She casts powerful spells and I still can't wrap my head around the fact that we got breached. She would have come but her health has deteriorated in the past few months so I decided to take you to her. Her family always had strong bonds with mine and we have helped each other over the generations. I am sure she can enlighten us on what happened. Meanwhile, one of her disciples has already placed a boundary spell on our territory." He skillfully manoeuvred the car while he explained. His moonlight-hued hair were open today and a braid proudly rested in them. His usually tight-set jaw was a bit relaxed and he didn't seem

The thought of having a child bride sickens me. Who wants to marry an evil dragon obsessed with power? But Sera and the dragon mentioned a prophecy about the next Red Witch. My grandmother said that Icarus foresaw the downfall of the black dragon at the hands of the subsequent Red Witch - me. If my memories are correct, my mother, who had no magic, wasn't a redhead but blonde—more light platinum blonde, almost white. It's rare for anyone to have such hair color. If this world were a video game, platinum blonde hair would direct lines of elves.

So, I shouted one spell out loud, and it worked. ‘But only witches can use wands, so how is this possible?’ Leon asks. I take the wand from my pocket, whirl it around, and point at a shrub, ‘Inferno Flamo.’ I say, and we watch as nothing happens. I pass the wand to Gianna. ‘Inferno Flamo?’ she says. Again, nothing happens. ‘Why does it only work for May?’ I ask. Nina takes the wand. ‘Inferno Flamo.’ She says, and a gigantic ball of flame appears and flies fiercely through the air over a mountain. We hear the impact in the distance, causing a touch of smoke to rise into the sky.

I looked up resigned to my future. Gan-Gan walked over to the wall that had the weapons on it and the curtain began to rise. “I thought you said I wouldn’t need any of these today?” I said as I followed behind her. She opened a small panel that revealed multiple wands. All with different kinds of crystals. She pulled one of the wands off the wall that was white with a Blue Angelite crystal.

“It's my duty as your servant, and I'm honoured to serve such a beautiful princess” I blushed a little, making him smile. His eyes twinkled. “She has a mate Versant, hands off”, my father playfully warned, but I had a feeling it was a real warning. “Yes uncle. But I guess she still has a right to choose. The werewolves have fated mates, but witches choose their mates”. I saw hope in his lovely grey eyes. He was my father's guard, but he called my dad, uncle? “You don't stand a chance next to her mate, both in looks, skills, gifts, and strength”, my father said, chuckling. Yeah, it seems my dad was on team Jayden already.

I wanted to forget everything about my past life and I wanted him to be my father and so, I stuck to calling him father. “Fairywand.” He furrowed his brows. “That’s the actual name?” I nodded. I had only ever heard of it. The last time I had seen one was when Zora had used it to heal the Alpha’s son. She had told me that it was the last one in the territory. She was wrong. “I’ve never heard of such.” I chuckled. “You don’t know anything other than wild animals, father.’ He made a mock sound of pain and I laughed.

“It is an inheritance, left for more than three hundred years to my family, the boy piped up, when he saw how all his colleagues looked at that wand. Almost the entire group of children stood there gaping, bug-eyed at Alexander’s legacy. Smart took the wand and looked at it, as carefully as all the others, even wider-eyed, as if the two magnifying glasses got bigger. “Yes, very beautiful. Worked with great care. Refined and elegant, worthy of a wizard prince. And the top diamond, obtained from the mines in Damascus, I suppose ... a real splendour. It gives it enormous power.” Alexander was prouder than a peacock.

‘Yep,’ ‘That’s pretty cool,’ he says, stepping closer. I hand him the wand for him to inspect. ‘Hand carved. I like it,’ he says, handing it back. ‘Wands are supposed to help with magic. I think Mum is hoping it will help awaken mine,’ ‘Your mother doesn’t have a wand, though?’ Micah says, confused. ‘Nor does my grandmother, but that’s because they are in full control of their magic and highly experienced. Wands are optional when you become as magically strong as they are,’ I explain.

All must be complete, otherwise they may not attend the lesson. “Winky! Where's your wand?” asked Master Arden the teacher. “Here, Master!” Winky took out a wooden magic wand with the WY emblem engraved from inside his robe and held it up. “Good. Come in.” Winky smiled cheerfully and entered his classroom. He was very young, fifteen years old, on par with his classmates. However, he is a rather special student because he is the only descendant of the pixies. His mother is a fairy, while his father is an ordinary human, just like any other witch in general. So, it was only natural that Winky would easily memorize magic spells.

I hugged her without much thought as I was scared of what happened earlier. She looked at me in happiness and said-" Well done my dear, you have done it. You have found it. This wand is one of our ancestors, The greatest witch, and she had last used it to fight evil. This has great powers, more than we can imagine. Not even your father or I can use it because it was meant to be for you. You are a true heir and bloodline of Macduff." I smiled but was still in shock at what just happened. She gave me a tight hug to which I responded quickly. I forgot to tell her about the shadow.