“Listen, I don’t know what you heard about me, but I grew up in Isariah believing that I had zero magic my entire life. I was adopted by my father as an infant, never had a mother. I would appreciate going forward if you and I could be friends. If I ever do anything to disappoint you, or hurt you, then you don’t have to be my friend anymore, but I’d sure like to be given the chance. It doesn’t seem fair I’d be judged for a family lineage I know nothing about.” Her questioning face turned into a bright smile. “Fair enough, Fallon. Friends.” She held out her hand and I sighed in relief.
