I sat on my bed staring at the food in front of me. I decided to listen to what Poppy told me yesterday and eat something, but it was really hard. The feeling of sickness was worse now, it was just like before Poppy's seal broke, and more apparently. So, I can use magic now? I should test it out.
"What is the usual spell in comics?" I asked myself. I raised my hand and said,
"Abracadabra." Nothing. "Fireball." Nothing. "Water ball?" I kept chanting, but there was nothing. The maid standing there was watching me intently as she tried hard to hold in her laugh. You won't get it, you can probably use magic.
I shook my head and started eating. The food was bland in my mouth, and it made me nauseous, but I forced myself to finish it even though it took a very long time.
"I'm done," I said smiling.
