บททั้งหมดของ The Magic of Irina: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Irina walked amongst the standing shelves at Lucas’s personal library in his bedroom. The bedroom was much bigger than the house where her father and she used to live, well she used to stay in Nieal’s mansion but this was a castle, she would probably get lost in the way if she had to find it by herself. Dawn passed and replaced by weak shine from the morning sun. Irina looked outside through the tall glass window, it was snow everywhere. The temperature outside was on the opposite of inside temperature, perhaps it was because her mother was in the castle, she guessed on why she felt the warm atmosphere unlike when she was at the cottage with Lucas and the others. She put her hand over her open mouth to cover the yawn that escaped. Staying up all night, she felt it was a long time from her last sleep. She wanted to catch a sleep while waiting for Lucas to get her, besides most of the creature in the castle were asleep in daylight. Grabbing an eye-catching book

By the time they reached the cottage, it was already morning. Sore was all over their body and couldn’t wait to lie down. They were welcomed by the Cook with hot beverages, once they were inside the cottage’s grand foyer. “Welcome back.” Said the Cook while handing the beverage to each of them. The group proceeded to the living room as he added. “King Armand and his staffs are here.” “Where are they?” Asked Julian. “They are resting upstairs on the third floor, Your Highness. The king and the advisor are in a poor condition. A healer already treated them.” Julian, Sebastian, and Hilda nodded at the same time. Captain H and the healer listened quietly. “I think I’m going to follow Deandra’s lead.” Hilda dragged her step leisurely toward the couch. The men looked at Deandra’s direction. She was fast asleep on the couch and her head lean on the arm of the couch comfortably. Sebastian paced to the nearest armchair. “Me too.” He sai

The letter was in Nieal’s hand writing. But, Lucas and Irina knew her father was one of the sender. As the spell on the letter to make it evident. It was said that they were traveling back to the time where they could meet the grandson of the first generation. They were Nieal, Roman, and Elder Mory. Irina was alone in the that she shared with Lucas, while Lucas went to see his father. Her stare was fixed at the letter in her hand. She was sitting on the bed with both legs folded over one another. On her lap was the book that Lucas told her where from which the letter fell down. She reread the letter again. Not with a frown like before. Trying to understand the meaning behind the words, was there might be something between the lines? Nothing between any line was her conclusion. Her arm went limp, causing the hand that held the letter fell against the book on her lap. She took the book and brought it to her head, as frustration crawled, she started to hit her h

The sky outside almost dusked. Lucas and Irina hadn’t show themselves at the cottage. Making the atmosphere in the common room tense and anxious. Common room was full, chairs were set pushed against the wall. The large table in the middle of the room was circled by the older scholars, younger scholars were sat on chair by the wall. “Why they aren’t here yet?” Julian heard Hilda whispered softly through his ear. “It’s getting dark soon.” They were standing by the open door of the common room along with Sebastian, Darren and Captain H, waiting for Lucas and Irina. “You’re right.” Julian agreed in low voice. He turned to his best friend. “Sebastian, let’s find them.” Sebastian raised one of his brows, then without any word he followed Julian out. At the front yard, they met with the rest members of Julian’s castle. They saw Julian and Sebastian walked toward them. Julian dismissed their bow instantly as he wanted to asked them questions.

Deandra walked back and forth in circle in her bedroom. She was locked up in her bedroom, and she didn’t know why. Anxiety crawled into her heart and her head started to tell her things. ‘What did I do?’ Was the first question in her head. ‘Did I do a bad thing?’, ‘What kind of bad thing? Last time I remembered I was being pinned on the floor’, ‘Did they find out who am I?’ ‘Who am I?’ the last question echoed in her head. Her stomach growled as she didn’t touch her food since she had woken up this late afternoon and it was already dark outside. She had no appetite. She was hungry but had no intention to eat. The kind of feeling she acknowledged as a sign. Something had wiring in her vein, running with her blood through her heard then send signal to her brain. She could see but her vision was not hers, she went blank inside. She screamed. Screaming a name that she used to say it dearly. The door opened with a loud bang. “Miss I