^ Nick giving lessons to Conrad 😂

Picking up a paper, I started to write.

Dear Conrad,

Trust me, I don't want to go away from you. I agree that you were right about me staying with you because of my powers. I didn't want my powers to reduce.

I stopped writing. As I read it again, I realized how selfish that sounded. "That is garbage," I whispered, balling the pathetic letter. Reaching for some extra sheets on Conrad's table, I started to write again.

Dear Conrad,

I don't love you yet but that doesn't mean that I want to leave you. But I love my kingdom. You, being a king yourself, must have realized the duties and sacrifices that we have to do for our subjects. But I have a solution to solve this.

I paused. "Solution to solve this? What am I even writing?" I said, frustration bubbling inside my veins.

Dear Conrad,

I have a solution. I don't want to reject you and I will never reject you. I don't want my powers to go away. Not that I care so much about my powers but at this crucial moment, I don't think it would be good for either of us to be powerless. So, I have found a way to not reject each other. I will go to the witch kingdom. But we will still communicate.

"How do people write letters!" I exclaimed, fisting my hair. "This is really unprofessional. What should I do!"

Throwing the paper away, I started to write again.

Dear Conrad,

I am glad to know that you understand my situation. I hope you respect my decision and probably agree to it too. I will not try to deny anything you said. What you said was right and I completely agree with everything. But we have only known each other for two weeks. I know we have a connection and I acknowledge it but it isn't possible for me to fall in love so quickly. I don't think we know each other enough to fall in love. I am truly sorry if any of my words hurt you.

I am writing this letter to inform you of my decision. I am sorry if this disappoints you but I have to leave this place. We can't vacate the kingdom at this crucial time. I hope you understand that it's necessary for me to think about the lives of the witches; it's my duty and I can't abandon them. That being said, I will not reject you.

We'll be separated for a while but that is only until we are able to stop the Dark Witchling murders. Trust me, I will try my best to convince my people but till then we can talk through letters. If you agree to it? I hope you do. I will see you soon.

Evanora.

"This sounds alright?" I murmured, scratching my hair. A yawn left my mouth, forcing me to close my eyelids for a moment. My eyes went back to the carefully folded letter. Balls of paper were scattered around the dimly lit room, making me wonder if it was this hard to write a letter. I wrote several letters during my training but they never caused me this much trouble. Sighing tiredly, I read Conrad's letter again.

My lips formed a small smile as the magic danced with happiness inside my veins. The happiness was infectious. It started as a tingle in my fingers and toes, much like the feeling I had when I was anxious. But instead of worrisome, it was the feeling of blissful warmth. Closing my eyes, I felt it pass through me like a warm ocean wave, washing away the stress of my day to leave me refreshed inside. Now, that the threat of rejecting the bond was gone, my magic was sighing in pure relief and happiness. As the waves faded, I savored the memory of its gentle touch.

Smiling, I held my letter and chanted,

"Goddess of air, hear my prayer,
May your waves make way for my letter.
Carry my voice far and galore,
To the place where my mate lays ashore."

The air started to swirl around me, kissing my face with its chilling breath. Sweet rain-washed air drifted through the open window, gently taking the letter from me. It started to blow through the house with powerful passion, scattering the already discarded balls of paper. The wind was flowing in very direction. I couldn't see anymore because of my black hair getting in my face, no matter how many times I brushed it away. Complete stillness occupied the room as the roaring wind glided with my letter. Exhaustion seeped through my pores after the magic was completed. Avoiding the dishevelled state of Conrad's room, I peacefully went to sleep.

"Are you ready, my lady?"

Celeste's voice snapped me out of my trance and I turned around to find Selene standing her, both wearing a similar worried expression.

"What do you think of my decision?" I asked, turning towards the window again. The sky looked brilliant today. Early morning mist was cleared and Sun shone brightly, casting orange and pink glow onto a thin layer of cloud. It's majestic rays flood over the landscape, lighting every blade of grass and every branch of trees.

"You shouldn't care about other's opinions, Eva. Just forget about those old hags."

Nick's voice caught my attention, immediately making me turn around to face him. I choked on my reply, when a pair of grey eyes came into my vision. My eyes widened, watering a bit due to the incessant coughing. Conrad's eyes softened, a small smile formed on his lips, which he tried to hide by turning towards Nick. But my glares didn't stop Nicolai to burst into laughter. He fearlessly giggled through his nose, loud and throaty guffaws accompanied with countless snorts.

"Well done, my friend," he said, patting Conrad's  shoulder. "Atleast, you have got some effect."

In response, Conrad's stayed silent but the tint of champagne pink on his cheeks were enough for Nick to erupt into another round of laughter. My eyes widened as his colour infused cheeks dimpled with the blossoming smile and his eyes shone in a way that only deep happiness could bring.

He walked up to me slowly and pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms around me. The feel of his body so near to me, soothed my magic more that I had expected. Despite the heaviness in my stomach, it fluttered at his proximity. I sunk into the warmth of his side, appreciative of the simple gesture. At that moment, his body felt so familiar  - the way he moved, his woodsy masculine smell, the way his heartbeat matched mine. People have hugged me before, but never like this, since my mother passed. There was something so pure here, something that felt right, smelt right. The hug was a simple enough gesture - affection, perhaps the fragile beginnings of love.

I pulled away as I felt the heat slowly rising to my cheeks. Suppressing a smile, I looked at him. Suddenly, I became aware of the chaos in his room, the balls of paper carelessly tossed around the room, the ink splashed across the wall in frustration.

"I am sorry," I murmured, looking around at the filthy state of his room.

"Don't worry about it," he said. Sighing sadly, he whispered, "I'll miss you."

My head snapped in his direction, heartbeat running at the speed of a scared Vampire. I just stared at him, open mouthed. My brain formulated no thoughts, other than to register that I was shocked. I closed my mouth, then looked at my toes before glancing back up to catch his eyes. "I think I'll go now," was all I could say.

Trust me, it was necessary for her to leave! Love in first sight is not something I believe in, so this is going to be slow even with the mate bond going on.

And who knows, one of them might be dead at the end?
Thank you so much for reading! ❤❤