"Take back what he deems is a curse…" Leonora echoed after her elder sister.
She stumbled backward, her knees suddenly going weak. Daphne wasn't able to catch her in time and Leonora simply collapsed onto the floor, dazed. She looked straight ahead, her eyes glossed over as she struggled for air.
What monstrosity was this? How could he? How dare he?!
"Our magic isn't his to take back!" Leonora suddenly yelled.
A storm of emotions painted her face with a frantic anger that bordered on desperation. Her eyes blazed with a wild fire, almost like a wild creature cornered and fighting for its escape. Lips quivering with pent-up raw fury, her entire body seemed to tremble with disbelief. Every evidence was laid out before her but Leonora couldn't believe it.
She didn't want to believe it.
How could her magic be gone? This was her life and blood, a gift she was born with, a gift she had known all her life. How could it be taken away just like that?
