One of the memories most engraved in Fabian's head had happened about a thousand years ago when his mother was still alive.
"I'm afraid your son is cursed," said a lady with frizzy gray hair and= her body and face were one of a young attractive woman, in a table was a small curly head child that had the name of Fabian Cardenas but he was fast asleep and a beautiful curly-headed woman was clutching her son's hand.
"What type of curse?" she said, scared looking at the young woman holding a purple egg in a glass jar. The more purple there was in an egg it meant the more cursed a person, according to old timed magicians and that was the most accurate thing they could use as evidence of a curse.
"I'm not sure, but let me ask you something, are you a magician or a Cúzelník? Cause most of the times a really bad curse could be placed to some magicians or Cúzelník." She said and Fabian's mother Michelle's face said it all "I promise your answer won't leave this place, we have been bestriends since ofrever i would never give you or Fabian up for some dumb money."
".....His father was a Cúzelník. Everyone says that a human and a Cúzelník will only have a Cúzelník but my son came out as a human and I don't understand why. Of course im glad that he got to be a human but maybe a curse is associated with that"
"I think now I know what curse the child has…" the girl was now avoiding looking at Michell. "He may not be a Cúzelník now but his life will be full of misery and pain because of a curse that is almost always made on many Cúzelník who made a disgrace to a human family. He has been cursed with one of the worst things ever, this child is mortal as a human but immortal as a Cúzelník."
His mother jus a few months later gave him to a very powerful professor who saw potential in Fabian and he would give him a bettter life that she as a maid for some rich guy could ever give her son.
A thousand years or so had passed from that event, Fabian was now waiting for Alondra and Creed for their next magic class. He had actually been a magic teacher back in his time when he wasn't a Cúzelník and was a teacher to Creed and Alondra's ancestors. Looking at them both brought back memories, especially of Calista with Red hair and a beautiful face, Alondra was identical to Calista"
"Good morning Professor Feared" said Creed running towards him, he was holding the book and had a wide smile on his face, ear to ear. Alondra was walking behind him and looked at him with no expression and a tint of tiredness.
"Good morning to you too, Creed, and it's a pleasure to see you, Lady Alondra." He kissed her hand just to irritate her, she just snached her hand back.
She snatched her hand away from him. Who did he think he was? That moron. "Good morning…"
"I hope you read the 3 chapters, what did you think about the book? Quite interesting isn't it?"He rambled about the book that talked about three different types of basic positions that were used for floating small objects, rotting an apple, and floating a pen to write a letter.
Today they had taken class early in the morning because they would have more work then usual and they hadn't eaten a thing, so once the lesson was over Professor Feared suggested that he invited them to eat a pastry at a famous pastry shop. When they got there rambled even more about magic of all sorts which was interesting but each word he said made her blood boil.She tried to stay calm because since yesterday Creed had made it obvious that he had fallen in love with magic and wanted to learn mo0re and more. But Fabian had kissed her hand, what a dumb deer.
"No, no, no i swear i saw Knight Rodrick with a simple commoner! What an embarrassment to the royal family!" had said a woman from a distant table and had her hands covered over their mouths like that would block the shouting they were making.
Alondra could help but eavesdrop the conversation.
"Keep it down Flora, and he's such a womanizer how could be friends with a gentleman like the king!I also heard that he doesn't discriminate with the women he's with, he can date the rich to poor, the old to young and the married to single" the other woman said. How could that be? She had known Rodrick since she was a child and he only had eyes for Cassandra and never was a womanizer but yet again her personality was just like her fathers and couldn't stay quiet.
"Excuse me, can you repeat that again?" she got up from her seat as the women looked like they had just seen a ghost.
"My Lady Alondra please calm down!"said one of the guards trying to grab her by the arm.
"My lady, I'm so sorry we didn't mean that about the knight!?" one of the ladies protested.
"Don't worry Jacy, she has only had a crush on the little knight since she was little and can't stand the act of him being a womanizer." said the woman who had begun shouting the lies about Rodrick.
"Mhm you little hypocrites i'm sure that your husbands are doing what you claim Rodrick to be doing!" screamed Alondra, by now everyone in the pastry shop was looking at them.
"Listen her you-" said one of the two women lifting a hand to hit Lady Alondra but was soon stopped by a strong muscular hand, it was the king. They soon left the pastry and had everyone there promise to had never seen anything or otherwise they would chop their head off. They said goodbye to Mr.Feared and left separate ways.
The ride back home was quite awkward and as soon as we got to the castle he sent Creed to his room and took me to his workplace and soon said leaning to his old rusty desk.....
"I didn't think we needed to have this talk again...."