kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)
This entry is part 6 of 37 in the Aurora's World collection

The one thing Calix had hoped, ever since Tuula had come into their lives, was that Felicia would never bloom. It had been longer than he liked since their last conversation, because they both knew it was better for her if she didn’t spend too much time around him. Having Tuula as a part of their family had changed everything. Once it would have been normal for Felicia to spend hours with him, the two of them talking about what she’d been learning from her teachers, and he would teach her little things that they didn’t know, as they weren’t magic users. Fortunately. Otherwise Tuula would have had them removed and Felicia’s life would have changed ever more than it already had. She knew that everyone was waiting for her eighteenth birthday in a way they hadn’t been before Tuula had arrived.

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kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)
This entry is part 26 of 36 in the Aurora's World collection

Aurora never really meant to keep the job she’d inherited from her mother a secret from Harrison. Magic just wasn’t a subject that got brought up in regular conversation. It was safer that way. Talking about magic could be enough to get you executed, especially if you knew too much about it, because the King was paranoid. He truly believed that all magic users were dangerous, which was why he’d been able to let someone take his second son to the mountains to die as he was meant to be the son who always had magic. She knew that it was a subject she was more knowledgeable about then anyone else in the kingdom, so she had to be very careful not to say the wrong thing, even when she was with someone she trusted the way she trusted Harrison.

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kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)
This entry is part 23 of 35 in the Aurora's World collection

Aurora had always known that her father was a magic user, even though there were people who said, loudly, that telling a six-year-old the truth about what had happened was a mistake. She heard them all, because they seemed to think she was oblivious to what was happening around her, but she wasn’t. Being young didn’t make someone stupid and yet that was what everyone seemed to assume. They thought she was too young for the truth, as though she wouldn’t learn their version of the truth anyway, once they stopped criticising her mother and started gossipping about her father instead. Fortunately, by then, thanks to her mother’s belief that she was old enough to understand what was happening, she already knew what had happened.

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