MIRA
“Are you sure you can do that?”, Derrien’s hand is sliding across my back in a soothing motion.
“Yes”, I shrug at his touch and he looks surprised, “We need to do this now before you dirty the space with your dark magic.”
That was harsh. And now even Brandon Sevill looks surprised at my words. I shouldn’t let my personal feeling get in the way. I was taught better than that. I change to my magical vision and look carefully around the room. I scan every inch of the room but find no traces of any spells, no shards this time… nothing. Fawn is hanging above a table, on the table lies a chair… She probably put it on top to get the rope to the chandelier and then kicked it. I check her aura and see nothing peculiar. It’s fading, almost gone. That means that she died hours ago, p
