Remove your cousin from my chambers

Magic was a concept that Naomi had only heard of in fairy tales and fantasy novels.

It was something she dreamed about when she was bored and had nothing better to do.

However, ever since her abrupt and still extremely confusing entry into the continent, magic had suddenly become a reality to her.

More often than not, that reality turned out to be even deadlier than she had ever anticipated.

It fascinated and terrified her simultaneously. Though, most of the time, her terror trumped her fascination by a great margin.

What she had unintentionally done with the magic that coursed through the veins of the body that she happened to inhabit horrified her to her core and she could only imagine what harm and danger Nerina had done with it.

Nezetta had managed to bring her back from the edge. If she hadn't, Naomi wondered what exactly would have happened had she been lost to the darkness.

"I'll be back to see you, I promise. I'll find a way to get you out of here. In the meantime, don't do any