Moonviel Academy
an'
falling from exertion. There's a fire in her eyes now-something new, somet
ic still lingers in the air, like an electric charge that refuses to di
flicker beneath the surface. She's still coming to terms with the power
my tone even, though there's so
re's a quiet pride in her stance, a glimmer of
t... like the magic was inside me, but also... outside of m
it is. Magic isn't something you wield. It's something
don't like not b
t that's the nature of power.
it's a double-edged sword. She'll have to harness it before i
atching her closely. "But don't get
lenges?" she asks,
n watching from the sideline
I say. "They'll test you. See if you're wo
sting my words. Then, with ste
going a
ng the fire in her ex
time, I find mys
omething that's been building since our first en
s," I murmur, unsure if I mean it as
doesn't
should
ne's
ng to hate
essure to perform, to prove myself. To li
ty. But the more I learn about myself,
not just
the p
m some enigma they can't figure out. Like I'm
dorm, I feel their eyes on me
special
e really c
silence is comforting, wrapping around me li
he knoc
inding Astra standing in the ha
to talk,"
letting her in
Academy grounds below. "You're gaining at
my arm
ns sharp. "Not ev
m not afraid o
ething almost pitying in
ords settles in my
, voice dropping to a whisper. "But
uns down
me since arriving at
f I'm trul
an'
at feels like an eternity, the sun warm a
s h
le
t's different. It's not just magic. It's
dang
I keep wa
oticin
fford distractions. Attachment is a weakness. Getting clo
th Sel
diffe
t it to be,
I glance up to see Astra standing over me, arms cr
g on with yo
, exhaling.
othing. Except you can'
his isn't y
cts your judgment. You're getting too close, Ronan.
jaw tightening.
e last time you let yourself care about someone
harder than I
ap. "And I'm not the one y
say anything else, my tho
is no
to be n
se my eyes, al
ne's
against the wooden desk. The day's training is stil
espite eve
op thinkin
me in, one I don't underst
ifies me more