Ophelia
I eased back on the magic since the other night. I felt awful that my antics came with a price; Oren and Ondre were still at the council. I helped make a bunch of potions, and Julius dropped them off after lunch. Rhonda had come to me and asked for my help to determine if she has an affinity for air. I couldn’t remember exactly when I learned to manipulate the elements, but I did know emotion was a big part of it.
“Strong emotions tend to invoke an element,” I explained. “Other than you gaining your powers, was there ever a time that you were scared or angry, and something happened?”
“When I was little, my mom and dad used to fight a lot,” Rhonda said. “Not like physical or anything, but they’d scream at each other. Sometimes my mom would throw things at my dad, but he never did
