RAVEN POV
Lately it seems as though everyone close to me was walking around on broken glass. Marax skirted around me like a headless chicken. Amon kept hovering around me every chance he got. My dad seemed to be the only one trying to treat me normal. He was still cautious around me, but he still taught me spells and offensive magic. I mean it’s been more than a month since the ball and that stupid thing happened.
What had made me a freak in Asra, saved me more times than I could count from cruelty. The night of the ball was no different. While I slept that night, all my injuries had healed. I thanked the heavens when I had woken up the next day. When Amon had seen me, he hugged me tightly and tried to kiss me, only for me to do something unforgivable. I screamed and backed away from him
