That evening Evelyn did not sneak out of her room, but she didn't sleep either. She was too excited to visit the medicinal wing in the morning. She spent the night rereading her mother's journals hoping to find something that she had missed before. She had so many questions about her Fae blood, but unfortunately, her mother hadn't made very many notes about the Fae other than that they possessed higher magics that were more in sync with the elements. Her mother didn't mention much about potions either, but she hoped that the books left behind would be able to point her in the right direction to learning more about them.
She threw the drapes back on her French doors and grabbed her soft robe. She decided to spend the morning charging her crystals on the small patio. She laid them out on the table and began to meditate. She cleared her mind and began to feel the air around her.
