"D…Di…Did you just see that?" She asked, her mind racing.
"Yes." Lord Algrith said.
"I, I can mend glasses too!" Luciana asked with widened eyes.
"You don't have memory loss, do you? You are blessed with all the gifts, my lady," Lord Algrith said; his tone was matter-of-fact; it was as if he was talking about the weather.
"Is there any way I can know when I'm about to do these weird things? It always happens out of the blue. What will happen if I start to do them in front of people? It would be a disaster," Luciana lamented, and then she felt as if she was in a dream, or as if she was seeing a vision of the future.
"Kill her!"
"She's a witch!"
"Burn her alive!"
