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Sabrina was a wildcard. That became clear less than twenty four hours after her arrival. She was unpredictable, but in a cute and endearing way which made me feel an uncharacteristic warmth towards her.
The first strange thing I noticed was how comfortable she was with her magic. She practically used it for everything, barely lifting a single finger while she made things fly around her. When she wanted a drink, she waved her hands simply and a glass zipped towards her so quickly that it nearly took my head off. She switched on the TV simply by glaring at it, and when she waved her hands, the bags which she had arranged neatly by the door suddenly sprang to life and marched towards the guest bedroom where Morgana said she would be staying.
“Oh, you’ll get used to it,” she said upon n
