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Connor said back. Watching these two is like watching a mother and her son, they have so much Chemistry, I can feel it. Nanny McPhee knew all there is to know about Connor and even more and she seems really protective of him like a mother hen protecting her chicks. I smiled as I watch them and remembered what loving family ours was too before the accident.

Without sound, light, trace, or anything else, Elgar and Kathleen instantly appeared behind us. "Jenna, are you okay?" Kathleen held my hand and both cheeks, she looked so worried. "How can I be immune to Millorick's magic? It's impossible! I'm just a normal human!" "I did it." Replied Elgar who was standing silently behind me. "But this is not what I expected," "What's not expected?" I tsked angrily at Elgar, instead I should thank him for protecting me. "Look, I did put a protective spell on you. But I didn't expect that Millorick would cast such powerful magic. You should still be able to get hurt but not killed." Elgar said.

I huffed, relieved to get it all out. Harlow’s mouth opened and closed like a fish as she struggled to speak, her brow furrowed in confusion. “I don’t know why they tried to start a fire, but it’s not the first time they’ve tried something like that. We aren’t trying to start a war as far as I know we’re trying to stop it.” She suddenly looked up at me, horrified. “How did you break our protection spell?” “I didn’t,” “Then how are you inside it? It starts where the witches threw the fire last night?”

He walked up to me, grabbed my hand and pushed me out the door. "I hate you Kali. I hate you so much. Just get your crazy self out of my kingdom." He yelled and all I could do was just to stare. I didn't want to waste my tears on that. I'll just concentrate and find ways to carry out my job perfectly as a protector.

How could she expect me to be able to live after that? “You surely won’t be selfish enough to let him live in danger just because of your stubbornness and stupidity. He isn’t a wizard, how is he going to protect himself from the spirit and you can’t always be there for him,” she said and I understood what she was seeing but I had thought about it too. “I was going to put a protection spell on him every morning like I do to myself and you can help me protect him until we get rid of the spirit,” I pleaded, pulling away as I looked up at her eyes pitying me.

Mary led them through the halls until they ran into an invisible wall. “It’s a forcefield,” Mirja said, running her hand across it, reading the magic. “Henry-” “It’s Harry.” Mirja dismissed the correction. “I need your magic to break this protection spell.” “Break it?” he questioned. “Well, more like create a little space for us to get through. What can you conjure?” “Fire,” Harry said excitedly. “Great. Conjure it up.”

She nearly slammed my fingers shut with the door but I stopped it just in time. “What is wrong with you? Why are you acting up this evening?” She ignored me and headed to the bed and grabbed a pillow. I ducked fast as it missed my head by mere inches. “You planned this, didn’t you?! You lied to me! You still feel something for Hazel and that was why your were magically chosen to be her protector!” I rolled my eyes and walked up to her. “Don’t you dare get any closer! You disgusting creature! I saw the way you two looked at each other as she fell! What’s to make me believe that you guys didn’t plan that too! I hate…”

He shook his head. " Someone needs to stay behind. My father will be here soon. Go. Go and find our babygirl. Protect her." he said, looking back outside. " They're here! GO!" he yelled. I kissed him one last time and ran out the back door, but as I did, I could see a changeling of Tituba's creation right on the street, and he called for the guards to come to me. I conjured a portal and was about to step through it, but the sound of Henry's scream was heard and I couldn't do it. I turned around and saw Henry's father, Harry, shoving his blade right into Henry's shoulder. My expression magic came forward, and It blasted Harry back from Henry, along with all the other guards that were circling

“Mom said that already. But what is a protector? And why do I need one?” “A protector is exactly what it sounds like,” Myles explained. “They protect you—keep you safe, detect any threats or danger. They can feel your emotions so they know when you need them, and they are incredibly resistant to almost all forms of magic—even magical mind control and magical weapons.” I nodded again, remembering how Drew had absorbed my uncontrolled magical outburst earlier that had forced those giant golden wings to appear out of my back. “And why—” “Because you’re the Fae princess. The heir to the fairy throne. All the Fae heirs have always had protectors. It’s part of the fairy magic,” a deep, authoritati

I sighed deeply feeling the weight of all my emotions slowly setting in as he pulled out of the parking lot and we drove home in silence for a little while. “I know I can’t make you the promise that you will survive all of this, but I can promise you that I will do my best to protect you. Starting with this spell. If you are able to shift at will, you won’t even need my protection.” He squeezed my hand for a moment before returning his attention to the road. We arrived at the pack house moments later and took everything to the witch.