?The councilmen hums and Ms. Elaycia rubs my shoulder. Thorne’s father nods his head. “And do you know how to control your magics?”
?Before I can confirm Nana interrupts me. “She absolutely does not.” Which has me whipping my head to her to glare in disbelief. “Since she’s already enrolled she should be accepted to stay and continue her lessons. We’ll transfer the funds necessary to accommodate since she no longer falls under the scope of the single scholarship.”
?My jaw is nearly touching the floor. What the fuck is wrong with her. She has literally been teaching and training me for the past five years.
?“Then it’s settled then – “ I whip my head to the demon councilman just as he finishes nodding his head. “ – she’ll continue her classes and we’ll revise her status to vampyr along with getting all the proper documentation and billing.”
?What?
?No.
?I start shaking my head and waving my hands. “Wait, wait, wait, wait – “
?“It’s an honor, Mavyllora,” Nana cuts me off and I whip my head right back to her. Betrayal and hurt staring right at her – not that she sees it. “Syngenia is an esteemed University and to have been accepted is a great accomplishment. I have no doubt you’ll graduate with perfect grades, just as Elaycia and Rosenbail did.”
?I’m still shaking my head. “Theyhateme, Nana! All I’ve wanted was to go home. Ms. Elaycia already asked me last year if I wanted to start the process for attendance and I said no! I didn’t want to come here!”
?I’m running my fingers through my scalp because all I’ve wanted since being shoved in that cell was to go home. I wanted my room and things and to be with Ms. Elaycia and Nana and Cordellia. I don’t want to be here.
?Nana scoffs at me and tuts. “Stop being so overdramatic, Mavyllora. You should be appreciative being able to attend – “
?I tune her out as my hands fall to my lap. I feel exhausted again.
?They look clean. No more blood covering them, no dirt under my nails, no red aura flowing like veins on my skin.
?I can feel it. My magic slithering along my blood within. Those doors I constantly keep locked and closed to keep it all hidden. There’s no hum or song whispering.
?Mavyllora.
?I wish this was all a dream.
?Mavyllora.
?They didn’t ask about why that vampire before tried turning me. Why he wanted me to attend Syngenia. Why does everyone want me to stay here?
?Mavyn.
?“What.”
?“Do you want to go back to your room? The doctors will want to check on you to make sure you’re fine and all your organs are working properly, but we can – “
?I swing my legs over, cutting Callahan off and making him move as I slide off the bed. Physically – I feel absolutely fine. Everything else. . .
?“I’m fine.” Cold, detached, monotone. Ripping the needles from the top of my hand out. “I’m going to my room.”
?If anyone says anything I don’t hear it. No one tries to physically stop me so I walk straight out of the infirmary. I don’t know what time or day it is but I also don’t care. I just need. . . space.
?So I walk and walk and walk. Dressed in pajama’s like I was once before. . . I don’t remember when. I pass students who are wondering without actually seeing them. I only stop when I come to the archway that leads to the path towards the dorms.
?The sun is beaming high in the sky, though there’s a chill to the air. Two months they had said. So it’s sometime in the beginning of Novam. The winter solstice should be soon and I’m sure it’ll start snowing in the next couple weeks.
?I fist my hands as I stare at the courtyard. The dorm buildings straight ahead and then the Hinterwood Forest behind.
?Within, I twist that second key and let the door creak open.
?Aura floods and blue belladon perfumes in the air. It’s scent hinting more floral as I let crackling electricity spark along my bones. Clouds form overhead from the energy and begin blocking out the sun.
?Uncontrolled.
