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Sorcerers were odd and dangerous; they kept to themselves and left normal people alone. That was why they had their own Tower, so they kept out of sight and mind. Everyone in the South had always told her so. It was the last place she belonged.
Bet you she belongs there lmao
“Vhalla, you are a sorcerer,”
You're a wizard Harry
She stared numbly at the antagonistic note. With a cry she crumpled and threw it across the window seat, watching it bounce off the opposite wall. Had it been the woman, Larel? The note seemed nothing like her, but what did Vhalla know? What did she know about any of them?
It was prob the Prince
It was undeniable: she wanted to impress her phantom.
Love this for her
that only served to fuel her continued research.
Sure babe
I wonder, do all people have an Affinity? Is every man and woman an untapped magical being? Is everyone simply waiting to Manifest?
Had the same thought
From this angle, the light was at her back and she could study his face properly. He had high cheekbones and a pronounced nose, his face was narrower and more angular than his brother’s. All of his facial structures were distinctly Western, save for Southern pale skin that seemed paper-white even in the orange glow. Nothing about him was traditionally handsome yet, for it all, he was astonishingly striking.
We love an unconvential hottie
He cut her off. “I am still your prince. You would do well not to forget that, apprentice. Do not question me so,” Prince Aldrik spoke low and slow.
What a dick
“Trust me,” he demanded, his lips barely brushed over her ear. Vhalla did not even have a moment to turn her head before he pushed her effortlessly into the empty air beyond.
This is Raihn Ashraj behavior
She searched for a stone that would catch her, but every attempt tossed her back to her death.
Raihn--though im not excusing him only did it to Oraya tho bc he knew if she didnt catch herself he wouldve been able to catch her…this mf on the other hand…
An explosion rang out through her—and she sat upright, jolted awake.
Wait what
“So he brought you to me three days ago.”
Chilll he didnt not let her nearly die that long
“Vhalla.” The prince had the audacity to have the start of a smile on his face.
Why is he such a dickkkkk
“Don’t touch me,” she whispered. “Vhalla—” The lightness was beginning to slip from his face. “Do. Not. Touch. Me!” she cried, pushing his hands off and taking a step back.
Good for her!!
“I trusted you to be my teacher! I did not trust anyone else, but I trusted you as my prince! I trusted you because you asked!” The confession caught in her throat as she choked it out. Vhalla wasn’t sure if she only imagined his eyes widening by a fraction before darkening. “And you were right to; I Awoke you to something great.” His voice grew colder.
broooo
“You were boring. You were worse than boring. You were normal and content. I gave you a chance for greatness.” He looked at her harshly.
A big ol walking red flag
“You, my prince,” she sneered in kind. “You are a self-centered, egotistical, self-absorbed, narrow-sighted, vain, self-important—" she felt her anger finally reach its boiling point “—conceited bastard!”
HAHAHAAH GO OFF BABE
“I can tell you whatever I want. I am your prince!” he shouted and the thin fire that protected him lashed outward.
What are you gonna do about it tho?!
“So stay there, with the filth you so happily chose.”
ur gonna tell me that this is gonna be the love interest i stg!?! I feel it in my bones but how will ill get passed this?! (im sure i will but im stil pissed lmao)
Vhalla never heard his footsteps walking away from her door. She knew that he stood right outside as she collapsed among the broken glass and cried out, sobbing, until she had nothing left to feel and the darkness took her again.
☹️
“So now I’m supposed to feel sorry for him?” Vhalla spat, becoming far more venomous than she would’ve wanted. Larel stopped and looked up at Vhalla strangely for a long while. “Yes.”
NO BC THERE WAS NO REASON TO TRAUMATIZE HER LIKE THAT
I think, I think he was caught up in the promise of what you are.”
Is that the excuse…really…he didnt have the capability to see her as a human being first?!
To her surprise he raised her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles lightly. “Rest well, Vhalla,”
I assumed he had a big ol crush on her
Vhalla nodded and moved to the side to allow her friend to pass.
"her friend" :'-)
Turning to the other gift with the unassuming wrapping, she discovered an old and ragged book. The title had nearly faded, but the writing within was still completely legible: The Art of Air.
My sweet cinnamon roll fritz
glancing at Vhalla’s closet once more. She opened her mouth briefly as if to say something but when she turned back,
Why does she keep looking at her closet so sus
fresco artwork
Thinking About potato jesus
“I am sorry.” It was so soft she barely heard it over the rustling of the trees. Vhalla held the halfway open door. Surely she’d only imagined it. She took another step. “Vhalla, I am sorry.”
I forgive too easily im already putty for the bare minimum
“Yes, my parrot.”
The Imperial Archives almost created a library unto themselves. When a book was an old original, rare, or the last copy of its kind, it was moved into the archives for safekeeping. There were five levels to the archives, filled with books and an iron spiral staircase through the middle. Some of the oldest manuscripts and the earliest records for humanity were kept there. Vhalla felt a sense of awe whenever she entered. Heavy curtains covered every window when no one was present, preventing the light from fading or damaging the manuscripts.
Impressed With Kovas archive knowledge
Everyone turned their gaze skyward, save for Vhalla and the crown prince. He continued to stare forward, motionless.
I hope they can mind speak
“I don’t know,” the prince sighed, shaking his head. As though deflated, he leaned against the desk for support.
Maybe its the poison still in him affecting her bc the bond
“You are my friend, whatever this commoner’s friendship is worth.”
“It is worth very much.” His eyes consumed hers.
“Take care, dear Vhalla,” he said gently. “I will dream of you.” With that he departed.
Oh gods
“It is. But you, my dear, are far lovelier than even the Mother Sun.”
COOL IT ROMEO
“I will make sure you enjoy yourself again, my dear,” he promised.
This Man is tOO SMITTEN
“All of this is like a dream, and I want to give you everything you could ever want.” He picked up a lemon cake and took a bite himself.
THIS IS PAINFUL
I hope to someday raise my children here.”
This man is relentless
“They are,” he replied. “And yours?” Vhalla shook her head. Sareem’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
Theyre childhood besties how do they not know these things about each other!?
“Good people, I hope you enjoyed today’s show. We hope you can make it for all of our shows leading up to our grand finale on the night of the gala.” The woman held out her arms.
Sounds so sketch
In one arm he balanced a decently sized wicker basket that emitted a tempting aroma.
Stop hes so precious
“That boy you were with…” Aldrik began slowly, his spoken grace suddenly failing him.
Awwww he really likes her my heart!!!
“Do not fidget,” Aldrik said gently, resting his fingertips on the back of her hand. Vhalla jumped at the contact. “Yes, she is just a friend.” The heat of his fingertips burned like the weight of his eyes, and Vhalla was entranced by both. They danced around something that neither seemed ready to admit. Vhalla did not think on it. The only thing she thought of was how close the prince’s face was to hers, as he reached to touch her hand.
My heart ugh
“You’re the girl from the library, the clumsy one! Vhalla, isn’t it?”
Im absolutely deceased
Vhalla knew he could not admit to associating with her. He was the crown prince—as if he would want anyone to know he had spent time with someone so lowly. She stared at her feet. She could never be anyone to him.
☹️
think he has an astoundingly sharp mind,” she answered delicately. Prince Baldair looked at her sideways. “That may be one of the nicest things I have ever heard a staff or servant say about my brother. Let’s see, I’ve heard egotistical, a royal pain, his head stuck in a variety of places that I don’t think are anatomically possible…” The prince laughed again.
I knew he was gonna be a turd and fake asf
“Now, we can’t have any of that.” With a laugh and a surprisingly graceful motion for such a mountain of a man, he lifted her small form into the air with ease.
I cant with this douchebag lmao
“My chambers,” the prince replied. “What?” Vhalla practically jumped out of her skin. “My prince, I do not think that this is appro—”
This is a trap
