Chapter XXVIII • Maia

Opulence is too often thought highly of…

“I want to cast a spell again!”

I've never thought somebody with no experience in the mystical and unnatural could do the impossible— I cast a spell with Severin, and it worked!

I have… also never thought I would trust someone so much like that.

Despite my fears and hesitance yesternight, he did not judge me nor speak about me holding his hand. I felt like a child, suddenly holding someone’s hand out of fear, but the way he held my hand back was… emboldening.

It gave me strength, and I do not think I’ve ever felt that way with anybody before.

As I shake my head to rid my thoughts of him, I try to refocus on the makeshift dummy my green-haired ally created and tied to the same tree I trained on before. It barely resembles a humaine being, but the effort is there— I’ll give him approbation for that, at least. Oh, I shall name it Mallory! I think the name is rather fitting.

“Alright, Mallory,” I say, breathing out of my nose as I walk backwa