I wasn't the type to be in the crowd with the others and give them the chance to look at me. Saying that I waited until everyone left the area before deciding it was time to leave. I turned to thank the prince for the lovely time, but it turned out he was at the huge fire that still burned in the middle of the area. I knew I had to thank him, so I walked up to the place he was standing and watched the fire like he had been doing.
"Can you take it out?" He asked. I was confused at first before I realized he meant my powers. I rose my hand to the fire, feeling the warmth on my hand as the black smoke was the only thing that left my hand. I wasn't angry, of course, that meant it wasn't going to work.
"No," I muttered, "I-It works on emotions..." I said. I was embarrassed that I had to tell him I couldn't control my power. He had great control over him and he was the same age as I was. Prince William patted my back to soothe my feeling. He reached his hand up and droplets sprung out of his fingertips as if they came out from under his fingernails. The droplets swirled around the fire for a while until it got big enough and trapped the fire. He snapped and the water dropped directly on the wood for the fire and the smoke got bigger.
"There, see no harm" He turned back to me, "You okay?" He asked. I shrugged. I had no idea what I was feeling right now. Who would? It was so weird. I was burning up but at the same time, I was cold. I wanted to thank him but run away at the same time. I wrapped my hands around the straps of the bag I was holding and I smiled.
"Um, yeah, I think so" I admitted, "I have to go home now". I watched his face lower into a sad frown and he nodded.
"Have..." He trailed off, "Have you decided?" He asked. I knew what he was talking about. The thing was, I didn't know. Would staying with him mean I would hurt him? What if I just ended up making him upset? I didn't want him to be sad and angry. Worst I didn't want to hurt him with my flames.
When I said nothing, Prince William must have thought I would say no because he just nodded and started walking away.
"I'll be at the castle tomorrow," I said, passing him and heading out towards the carriage that waited for me. The driver saw me and his back straightened. I nodded my thanks to him and climbed onto the steps of the carriage before glancing up at the prince again. He had a slight tent of pink on his cheeks and he smiled. When he noticed me, he waved and I did a slight head nod before climbing in.
It took a long while but I could finally see the field of grass that people didn't go into. Since I knew father and I would never talk again, I would open the box when I went to my room to pack up. As the carriage stopped I looked out and saw Mother, Delilah, and Viar waiting for me. I hurried out and hugged them. They all smiled and we walked inside.
"Oh, it was amazing!" I said, "The prince is so..." I trailed off, blushing as mother and Delilah smirked in amusement and Viar looked angry.
"Hot." Delilah finished my sentence. Viar growled.
"I swear to god, if he hurts you I'll kill him, no prince is hurting my brother" He snapped. His face went from angry to calm, "So...are you going to stay with him until summer?" He asked. The room went silent.
"Yes..." I admitted, "I am".
"Then go pack!" Mother was the first one to speak. Before I even got a word her hand pointed to the stairs. I sighed and walked up the stairs. When I went into my room I took out my tinderbox. Snapping the match, a flame flickered into the darkroom. I lit the candle I had and started packing. I started with simple things, clothes, shoes, brushes. After that I started putting my notebooks and things up, knowing that it was a good way to pass the time. I also took my money I was saving, a few stacks of paper, and quills with bottled ink. If I was leaving then I wanted to send letters.
"I guess I'll go to sleep" I sighed. I went up to the candle, taking a deep breath and blowing it out. The darkness overwhelmed me for a minute before I got used to it and slowly went to the bed. I laid against the mattress but I didn't get comfortable.
I couldn't stop staring at the bag that held the small wooden box. Since I was leaving, I guess I could open it now. I picked up the bag and took out the box. As soon as I opened it, a piece of paper fell out and landed on my foot. I picked it up and set down the box, lighting the candle again, and lifting the note to read.
'Dear Jess, if you're reading this is meant that we are departing from the house for what could be the last time. You must be wondering what's in the box, well it's a necklace that was made for the boys in the family. Yes, you are the youngest son so you shouldn't get it, but that's not how the necklace works. From the moment you were born, I knew you had something different, something my father had got. Viar doesn't have this, the flames from what I'm guessing. By now you should know what I'm talking about, so now you know this I pray you don't put on the necklace until it is very important too. It is something that can kill millions in its path. Please, please, think wisely when you put it on. All your life, people will be after you, it's gonna be difficult but I'm here for you no matter what. I wish you luck in whatever you're going through. Live well, my son.'
Tears were streaming down my face as I read it. I couldn't understand why he had never told me he knew about my power. Did he really see I was different from others? He said I would have people facing me at all times. God this was confusing. I felt something start to heat up as I clenched the letter. Before I could react, the letter turned to ashes and I dropped it with a loud gasp.
"Father..." I muttered. I hurried to search through the box and I pulled out a necklace. It had a huge symbol on it and in the middle was a huge crystal that was a Mexican fire gemstone. Rainbow in the middle of the crystal. I wanted to put it on but father had said to put it on when it's important too.
As I thought about it being fathers I held it closer to my chest. As I did so, my body felt this weird electricity wave. I happen to look in the reflection of the mirror, my eyes glossed with an orange fire look. Suddenly my attention was drawn out of my window. I ran over to the window, looking out it. There in the field, was a glistening light of red. Fire?