“...my halfwizard.”
“...your dark side...”
Those were the words that kept going round and round in my head even as I laid down on my bed and tried very hard to stop them. It was almost as if they were stuck on a repeat or something. I knew very well that Trichloris’ words were just a bunch of crazy man’s talk but that was also where the problem was. Not once did he sound insane; in fact, he sounded... true.
“And what is it that has gotten the valorwizard on edge?” asked Victoria as she hugged me from behind. I knew I should be all concerned about the fact that she was in my room when it was clearly against the school rules but I had learnt a long time back that Vic never got into trouble unless she wanted to.
“I’m just thinking about Francesca’s million per second questions,” I lied.
