Chapter 17

Nurse Anderson said that I was okay. He gave me some medicine for the headaches and recommended that I see a grand mage to put up mental blocks against Xerxes. It was a good idea but I admittedly had no intention of blocking out my father. His presence fueled my rage that fed my magic.

Though I was a bit cautious where my magic was concerned. My mother was magi and so was her mother and many more before her. I didn't want to break the line by performing dark magic just to rid Xerxes, who was still my father. I felt perplexed, standing on the line of good and bad. My mother was good, I wanted to do my best to be good also.

I guess I should have taken that step by accepting Silas as whatever we were.

I sighed, wrapping my arms around my body as I stepped out into the orange glow of the evening sun. The pale silver building seemed to glow in its radiance.

I slowed as I stepped unto the pavement and observed Silas sitting by one of the benches before the infirmary.