Fated to My Brother in-law, The Lycan King
Once I lit the candles, which was technically the last step, I stepped a few inches away from the spot, taking off the necklace holding the last true piece of her.
And now, it was about to be gone, too.
Throwing it in the middle of the well lit circle, I softly hummed a procession tone, tightly shutting my eyes and keeping my mind focused.
"Anima fessa, solve vincula carnis," I started, "Lux antiqua te vocat ultra velum."
"Non timor, non dolor, non mora, transi nunc, et esto libera."
There was no response from the necklace.
I frowned and tried another spell. Maybe the first one wasn't strong enough.
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