Mysterian- Chapter 12- Cordelia

I never thought I would be like this. There is only one way to get rid of the tyrannous Jacquetta. For that, I need the boy. Good thing I actually paid attention at 'Majik Academi for Talented Enchantresses'. I know exactly how to play him into my hands. 

I confidently strut into the potions laboratory, grabbing a crystal phial. Then, I run to the library, stepping onto the ladder to reach 'The Enchantresses' Guide'. Lucky my mother trained to be an enchantress rather than a dragon-tamer. If only Papa was here to see me now.

Papa, the Earl of the Second Hall of Kristel Flem, Lord Sorceror of the Guild of Majik, was more than all the titles he had gathered. He was a genius of a prankster, a kind and resourceful man. Everyone liked him, even the Kryobrynes. He is one of the only people who prevented conflict between the two houses. Too bad he was away, defending Lufrya from the creatures beyond the walls. He helped me to learn how to make potions, his gentle hand guiding my movements and kind tongue leading my casting of incantations.

In the store room, I gather adder's fork, perfect for making deadly spells containable; the blood of a siren, extracted in the vilest ways imaginable; dew de la Lune, to bring light into the darkness of this house; and finally, the lightest hairs of a prophetess, to conjure the purest knowledge to lead and guide. This should be it for now.

I hover my hand over the book and it opens, pages flipping to a page, gilded in the most delicate silver. 'Lady Ariabelle's Advice to Young Cordelia'. Perfect. The Enchantress of Harmony.

Lady Ariabelle is an extremely talented woman. It is said that her voice is like the soft breeze flowing through chimes on a summer day, her wisdom as deep as L'Eau Inconnu, the unknown water. Her beauty is unsurpassable. Her spells are guaranteed to succeed, her apprentices are assured to succeed, my mother being one of them. She is the Muse of the Enchantresses, essentially the leader of all of the sorceresses in the kingdom.

I gazed at the empty page. Five words appeared in violet, 'Cordelia dear, please move back.'. I moved back a few steps, then a woman walked out of the book. I immediately recognised her and bowed. She smiled and nodded.

She had a platinum shade of hair, with hints of blue. It was braided like the Waterfalls of Lupesca. She wore a silk dress, light and intricate. Her eyes were teal, but there was a ring of light in her iris, Illumination of the Lune, a mark from the moons to show its approval. She was born from the Enchantress of the Moon, Lunabelle and the Sorceror of the Sun, Citrino. She wore a tiara like the rays of the sun.

She looked at me and said, "You want to take down your great-aunt Jacquetta, my dear? Wow. And you want to get Hugo-Iaian to help you? You interest my, Cordelia dear. I've got the perfect spell for you, darling dear." She walked over to the table where I placed the ingredients. "Good choice, but not everything," she murmured. She muttered a few words, waved her hand over the table. "Perfect," she said with a smile, as items appeared all over the table.

She took a hold of my cauldron. "Is this what they give to young enchantresses nowadays? Disappointing. I must talk to Professor Savoir." She vanished it and a crystal one appeared. She syphoned water into the cauldron, lit a fire with her finger and hummed a melody. "Cordelia darling, add some dew de la Lune for me." I did as I was told as she stood, thinking. "I've got it!"

She danced around as she came up to the cauldron, singing an ancient rune:

"A pinch of moondust should be fine,

A unicorn horn will be divine,

This spell I cast shall be so great,

To get rid of the hag I hate,
Bring the boy to me with adder's fork,
I add my brother's silver torc,
The balance of good and evil must be tipped,
For the harmony of Lufrya can't be ripped,
Leaf of stem and stem of leaf,
Silence at midnight, evil's thief,
Prophetess' fate is told."

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