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wasn’t amused personally. Hearing how I was set up, played, and ultimately betrayed wasn’t my kind of humor.
Marie Antoinette spoke up , her voice high and nasally, “Kessler, can you explain for us all again how you prevented your sister from stealing Prince Kalan’s birth right? I find that so gallant and I think it is important for everyone here to understand the lengths that you went to.”
“I’d be happy to Jazelle.” She batted her eyes at him and I rolled mine.
As you all know, ultimately Lela and my sister succeeded in drawing out all but the barest essence of her abilities before she restored Prince Kalan, but their victory was short lived. I reversed that by robbing from the sands of time.” Those seated on the stage nodded their approvals. “My reward for that effort was the trust I earned with you all.”
Torvin cleared his throat and I noticed Kess glanced over at him before continuing, “In addition to that our most benevolent Elder, Torvin offered me a seat on the council and a permanent reinstatement into the light weaver kingdom of Era.” To this, the crowd roared with applause.
My jaw just dropped open. I was a damn fool. If Kalan had commissioned Kessler, he was never as weak and helpless as he would have had me believe. My mind raced frantically backwards to those conversations I’d had in my head with Kalan. How he’d told me to learn from Kess, and not the other way around. Kess knew about Kalan all along so why did he bother to make me think there was some danger in mentioning him? Then it hit me, Kalan must have wanted to make sure I wasn’t attracted to Kessler instead of him. He tried to squash that with the pretense of fear and danger so that he could make sure that he was the one that owned my heart. That way I would trust him, and then he could take his time gnawing off pieces of my power like a spider feasting on the wings of a fly. Eww! I felt like I was going to be sick. Everything had been a scam, or a lie, and I was the idiot that bought it all.
Kess took his seat and folded his arms across his chest. I just shook my head. This was like a living soap opera and I didn’t want my part anymore. I closed my eyes and thought of my home in Arkansas. I wasn’t going back to that stupid duplex, and I didn’t care a damn about school anymore. I just wanted to go home to my family. I focused on the familiar creaking of the screen door and imagined my hand on it…
But nothing happened. I’d felt this before and I spun around to face Kalan. “You’ve taken what you wanted from me, didn’t you?”
“Oh yes baby, I most certainly did, but I’m not entirely through with you yet,” Kalan said in a cloying voice that made me want to throw up. If there was ever a time that I wanted to kick a man’s behind it was right here, right now.
“I hate you! ” I spat, and boy did I mean it.
“Trust me, the feeling has been mutual for a long, long time ,” he said with a smirk. All I could think about were all of those times he’d called me baby, all of those crying jags he’d had, and those stupid words… please remember me! I swiped at a tear with the back of my hand. “You made me think we’d had something special. You planted those memories didn’t you?”
“Well, that’s what weavers do Joey, but you wouldn’t know anything about that now would you?”
“I’d never do anything like that to someone!” I cried.
“No, of course you wouldn’t, and that’s why you shouldn’t have the skills of a master weaver. You’re just an emotional, impractical, mortal and you lack the backbone necessary to be a weaver.” I had no come back to this. He’d just slapped me so emotionally hard that all I could do was sit there while the tears slid down my face.
Torvin cleared his throat, “shall we continue with sentencing then your grace?” Kalan nodded his approval and my sentence was
Marie Antoinette spoke up , her voice high and nasally, “Kessler, can you explain for us all again how you prevented your sister from stealing Prince Kalan’s birth right? I find that so gallant and I think it is important for everyone here to understand the lengths that you went to.”
“I’d be happy to Jazelle.” She batted her eyes at him and I rolled mine.
As you all know, ultimately Lela and my sister succeeded in drawing out all but the barest essence of her abilities before she restored Prince Kalan, but their victory was short lived. I reversed that by robbing from the sands of time.” Those seated on the stage nodded their approvals. “My reward for that effort was the trust I earned with you all.”
Torvin cleared his throat and I noticed Kess glanced over at him before continuing, “In addition to that our most benevolent Elder, Torvin offered me a seat on the council and a permanent reinstatement into the light weaver kingdom of Era.” To this, the crowd roared with applause.
My jaw just dropped open. I was a damn fool. If Kalan had commissioned Kessler, he was never as weak and helpless as he would have had me believe. My mind raced frantically backwards to those conversations I’d had in my head with Kalan. How he’d told me to learn from Kess, and not the other way around. Kess knew about Kalan all along so why did he bother to make me think there was some danger in mentioning him? Then it hit me, Kalan must have wanted to make sure I wasn’t attracted to Kessler instead of him. He tried to squash that with the pretense of fear and danger so that he could make sure that he was the one that owned my heart. That way I would trust him, and then he could take his time gnawing off pieces of my power like a spider feasting on the wings of a fly. Eww! I felt like I was going to be sick. Everything had been a scam, or a lie, and I was the idiot that bought it all.
Kess took his seat and folded his arms across his chest. I just shook my head. This was like a living soap opera and I didn’t want my part anymore. I closed my eyes and thought of my home in Arkansas. I wasn’t going back to that stupid duplex, and I didn’t care a damn about school anymore. I just wanted to go home to my family. I focused on the familiar creaking of the screen door and imagined my hand on it…
But nothing happened. I’d felt this before and I spun around to face Kalan. “You’ve taken what you wanted from me, didn’t you?”
“Oh yes baby, I most certainly did, but I’m not entirely through with you yet,” Kalan said in a cloying voice that made me want to throw up. If there was ever a time that I wanted to kick a man’s behind it was right here, right now.
“I hate you! ” I spat, and boy did I mean it.
“Trust me, the feeling has been mutual for a long, long time ,” he said with a smirk. All I could think about were all of those times he’d called me baby, all of those crying jags he’d had, and those stupid words… please remember me! I swiped at a tear with the back of my hand. “You made me think we’d had something special. You planted those memories didn’t you?”
“Well, that’s what weavers do Joey, but you wouldn’t know anything about that now would you?”
“I’d never do anything like that to someone!” I cried.
“No, of course you wouldn’t, and that’s why you shouldn’t have the skills of a master weaver. You’re just an emotional, impractical, mortal and you lack the backbone necessary to be a weaver.” I had no come back to this. He’d just slapped me so emotionally hard that all I could do was sit there while the tears slid down my face.
Torvin cleared his throat, “shall we continue with sentencing then your grace?” Kalan nodded his approval and my sentence was
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