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The Witch Queen!

Elizabeth

I grabbed it and saw that it was two meters. Looking new, huh? I furrowed my eyebrows and remembered the fairytales that I have read when I was still a kid. Princes ride with horses. Wolves ran with their claws. Witches control their brooms.

“Hmmm,” I hummed and used my telekinesis ability to make the broom fly.

At first, I could not make it. It required focus and discipline. I would close my eyes, then I would hear it drop. Ugh, I still can’t control my powers properly. And I bragged to the flyers a while ago that they should not underestimate me!

Well, at least they died.

Okay. Elizabeth, try again. You are a witch. You are the navigator of the prophecy. And just like what the flyer told you, you are destined to be the witch queen. Do not prove it to them. Prove it to yourself.

For the nth time of trying, I was able to slowly lift the broom up. I smiled when I stopped controlling it with my hands; only my mind. I mounted on it, a little bit comf
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