Bewitched

Bewitched

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Two decades ago, the domain of courts waged battle on various types of enraged witches. Both groups lost a number of comrades during the five-year battle, but neither was willing to kneel to their feet. Until a sorcerer from one of the courts arrived with something that would put a stop to the never-ending power struggle. A stone-based octagonal crystal. It happened quickly but painfully: a light flashed in front of them, eight rays from various stones merged into one, and the crystal detonated like a bomb before they could comprehend what was going on. Their vision was being sucked out of them by the intolerable brightness, and it wasn’t only their sight that was being sucked out of them… their souls and the magic. They felt normal… and weak… when the light faded and the battlefield became dark once more, with shining dusts visibly dancing in the air. The enchantment has vanished. Both parties were defeated. The magic never came back.

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PROLOGUE

Solstice Miabella Canmore is a princess—at least, she was when his father was alive—until he’s no longer. It makes her feel terrible to think that she doesn’t want her father to die because she’d be alone with her step mother, whom her father married after her mother died, rather than because she doesn’t want him to die in general, because she isn’t particularly lovable to his father. It’s one thing to put up with her stepmother’s daily sermons, but it’s quite another to spend time with her obnoxious stepsisters. She isn’t a princess in her own castle, despite her best efforts; rather, she is a servant, and her words don’t matter, at least not to them. She despises her stepmother, and she perceives her as strange… and evil. But she wouldn’t be able to keep her secrets for much longer since she discovers something that will undoubtedly destroy her nasty stepmother. The only problem is that the secret would destroy both the kingdom she’s attempting to safeguard and the…...

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16 Chapters
PROLOGUE
  Solstice Miabella Canmore is a princess—at least, she was when his father was alive—until he’s no longer. It makes her feel terrible to think that she doesn’t want her father to die because she’d be alone with her step mother, whom her father married after her mother died, rather than because she doesn’t want him to die in general, because she isn’t particularly lovable to his father. It’s one thing to put up with her stepmother’s daily sermons, but it’s quite another to spend time with her obnoxious stepsisters. She isn’t a princess in her own castle, despite her best efforts; rather, she is a servant, and her words don’t matter, at least not to them. She despises her stepmother, and she perceives her as strange… and evil. But she wouldn’t be able to keep her secrets for much longer since she discovers something that will undoubtedly destroy her nasty stepmother. The only problem is that the secret would destroy both the kingdom she’s attempting to safeguard and the…
last updateLast Updated : 2021-09-25
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CHAPTER ONE
My cherished Solstice, Sweetheart, I wish you a very happy birthday. I haven’t written you a letter in a very long time. If my memory serves me correctly, you were only five years old and couldn’t read, so your mother read it to you and you nodded as if you understood it. You were teeny-tiny and incredibly cute, just like your mother. Do you recall when you inquired as to why I was no longer writing you letters? It had been a year since your mother passed away, and it was only that day that I realized your mother had left you as well, that it wasn’t just me. Do you remember how lonely you felt when your mother wasn’t there to tell you stories? I was probably unaware since I was still grieving. Did you miss my letters, my dearest Sol? Do you happen to be reading this?   These previous few years I discovered that my decisions usually disappointed you. Perhaps you were unaware, but I was constantly watching out for you. I noticed you dislike Lady Tremaine,
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CHAPTER TWO
The path to the attic is far superior to the path to my room. It's hygienic and energizing. When my father was occupying the library, I used to come here a lot. He disliked it when I read out loud in the library with him; he couldn't concentrate. I don't always realize I'm doing it, especially if I'm engrossed in the novel; it's difficult to maintain track of your surroundings when reading. It will destroy the moment when you are checking everything around you on a regular basis.   The servant who received my family's portrait stated she stored it in the attic. I'm fortunate she has her kingdom loyalty; else, she'd definitely toss it away.   When I get to the attic, I discover that everything is the same as it was before. Isn't it generally the case that no one comes here?   Anastasia and Drizella aren't particularly fond of such things. I cant hardly even tell if they can read.   I see the portrait
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CHAPTER THREE
My parents cautioned me about witches and warlocks as I grew up. They claimed they were manipulative and coercive, that they were dangerous, and that their only motivation was to get control of all the Four Courts had.I used to be terrified of them as a kid. They were scary, according to Mother's account of the conflict between the courts and the witches. As a result, expressing their type's name is outlawed, and publications regarding their race are burned and buried. They'd been forgotten for a long time. Anyone who speaks the name will be punished by the kingdom. Their kind's name is thought to be associated with death and misery.Witches, particularly the heads of the courts, are said to despise royalty. That's why my father was forced to conceal my identity by telling his people that I died in the fire with my mother because he believed witches were responsible. Only ashes remained after my corpse was completely incinerated. The palace had been keeping it hidden
last updateLast Updated : 2021-10-07
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CHAPTER FOUR
To me, having to fear the morning should have been a common occurrence. The beginning of my predicament occurs at daybreak. And the fact that it's this morning indicates that the ball will be held tonight. I've been thinking about it since I realized I'd be on pins and needles waiting to see what would happen. Because Tremaine often brings terrible news, I'm guessing the ball is nothing like the name itself.    I get out of bed. My gaze is drawn to the shuffled books on the table that I discovered in the attic. I remembered reading them till I became drowsy, but I have no recollection of what I read. I jerk my gaze to the window, which is only half open because the other side is damaged. The sun’s upper limb rises beyond the horizon, enabling a ray of light to fall on the lovely trees in front of my chamber. The light was split into many beams, which thankfully helped to reduce the amount of sleepiness on my face. I feel revitalized and energized al
last updateLast Updated : 2021-10-12
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CHAPTER FIVE
      I’m not sure what scares me more: the fact that I’ll be working with someone from the neighboring kingdom, which I despise, or the fact that I’ll be trusting him, a thief. I’ll admit that his revelation of his hearthstone threw me off, but that can only be a good thing, right? If he is merely using me to obtain information on this Kingdom at Cromwell’s behest and truly despises me, he would never reveal he hailed from the Kingdom I despise. He seems sincere in his desire to assist me… I’m just curious why.   He didn’t even inquire as to why I needed to attend the ball; he simply offered his assistance. It should make me feel better because I despise explaining things, but instead it irritates me.   Tremaine’s voice can already be heard from the castle’s threshold. I’m quite sure she’s yelling. Her voice could be heard echoing throughout the palace.   I follow the sounds, which
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CHAPTER SIX
The forest is so dark. We walked through the meadow, which was snappy under our boots. When we look up, the trees have become skyscraper-like shadows, looming above us. Steep, shadowy pines shoot high into the haze like spears. Spotty stars and sky can be seen through tree cracks, with the moon beaming through a lattice of leaves.It was only a few moments ago that we decided to enter the forest, and we've already been strolling for almost a minute without saying anything. We follow the barely discernible black trails winding through the floras of the undergrowth. Only our breathings and the snapping twigs, grass and weeds sliding against our trouser legs, can be heard.When the wind whips through the leaves and creaks the tree trunks, I clutch myself tighter, adding to my unease. I despise how silent Flynn is, so I have to come up with a way to get him to talk. Seriously, the night woods scares the living daylights out of me.
last updateLast Updated : 2021-10-17
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CHAPTER SEVEN
For a little moment, Flynn walked away from me. He stated he wanted to get something, probably clothes, because the way he looked at me before indicated that he didn't like what I was wearing or that my clothes irritated him in some manner. Despite the fact that the darkness feels as if it is devouring my entire being, I wait. I don't like being alone in a strange environment. Instead, I should have gone with Flynn, but I declined because my body hurts from the fall I took earlier.   I scan the horizon of the town, which is obscured by the forest. The flickering lights and distant noises give me the feeling that the town is just as vibrant as ours is otherwise. I despise that I'm beginning to understand what Flynn meant when he claimed Canmore and Cromwells are so dissimilar.   When I hear a shuffling, my senses go into overdrive, and I rapidly rise to make a move, despite the fact that I know I lack the strength to spar. &nb
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CHAPTER EIGHT
The shattered glass pane where we staked our lives jumps with us. As we descend, shards of it fall like glitters in all forms, making lines on my skin. My hair seems to collect traces of it, which irritates my scalp. We land on a palace's concrete thoroughfare, which thankfully hasn't been broken into. I glance upward to find faces peering down on us, inquisitive of what our idiotic stunt had resulted into. The little noises produced by the shattered glass window reverberate like overturned coins. If I hadn't taken a few quavery breaths, I wouldn't have realized I was trembling. People crowding around the window have splintered us, and the cacophonous conversation has just added to my uneasiness. I instantly avert my gaze to the concrete we'd fallen from, fearful of seeing the Prince or Lady Tremaine peering down at us. Despite the fact that it is dark and the cuts on my flesh from the fall are not visible, I can feel them itching and aching. When I hear Flynn giggle
last updateLast Updated : 2021-10-23
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CHAPTER NINE
I'm not sure why I'm nervous, because I think I got through it. Tremaine's stare drained the life out of me. I'm sure she's already devising a strategy at these times. It's not in her nature to believe everything she hears, especially when it comes from me. She has a habit of doubting whatever I say. I'm not sure if it's because she dislikes me or anything else. First and foremost, I had lost interest in her once my father married her. Aside from the fact that I do not want my her to take my mother's position, I am also not fond of her energy. She didn't hold back in expressing her anger with me. She does not act as though she likes me. She even steers clear of me. That's why, while Father was still here, we didn't have a decent chat.When I see Tremaine ascending the wooden stairwell, I feel at ease. She kept grumbling about the dust as she walked out of the basement. I keep my gaze fixed on them before closing the door. I lean in close and clutch my chest. She almost
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