The Crown
I hold my finger in front of the keyhole of the locked door. A white light string shoots out of the tip of my finger and fills the keyhole. As I said, I can make things with my magic. So when my magic fills the hole I spin it and unlock the door with a little click.
I may have drunk the magic suppressant potion and it had reduced my magic flows by eighty-five percent but there is some left in my veins. So, I can do a limited amount of magic here and there.
Edward's jaw falls, "Your Highness, where did you learn this kind of backhanded trick?" He gasps.
"It doesn't matter now. Just get in first." I swing open the door and walk in. Edward grumbles underneath his breath and follows me in.
It's all dark here. I can't even see my own hands here. "Edward, draw the curtains I am lighting the room up."
"The curtains are drawn, Your Highness." He informs and I snap my finger.
