Quelin_Karan

Magic reigning supreme, a ruthless struggle for power unfolds between two sisters, Sotchai and Nagjari. The fate of the kingdom hangs in the balance as they clash in a battle of magic.

When Sotchai, the powerful sorceress and queen, discovers her sister's treacherous plan to overthrow her, she must use all her magical prowess to protect her newborn daughter, Sonaya. As Sotchai fights to save her child and her kingdom, she unleashes a curse that will haunt Nagjari for years to come.

Years later, Nagjari, now the ruling queen, is haunted by nightmares of Sotchai's curse. Her husband, King Holtrin, tries to comfort her, but the memory of Sotchai's words continues to torment her: "You will never win me. I am Sotchai of Qi and Xie!"

As the anniversary of Sotchai's downfall approaches, a mysterious figure emerges, whispering prophecies of Sonaya's return and the restoration of magic to its rightful heir. Will Nagjari's reign be threatened by the return of her niece, or will Sonaya's arrival bring about a new era of peace and prosperity to the kingdom?
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“Who is the Witch of the two? What gender did Sire say?” The Master requested in a voice so horrific that the kids became even more scared.
“None of us is a witch. We have grown without knowing or practicing magic all our lives.”
“How old are you?”
“I am fifteen.” Millan spoke up.
“I am twelve.” Muye also responded after hesitating for a while. She wanted not to answer but the faces alone of the men could not let her.
“Yes, my Master, it’s the girl, her age matches the night struggle.”
“No sir. She’s mistaken. She has not yet even made eleven.” Millan realized they did not have to say the right age. But it was too late. Realizing how late he was, he signaled her to run as he tries to escape.

MUYE AND MILLAN: THE QUEST OF BLOOD AND HURDLES

At the other side, one was getting the thrill of truth while the other was facing the road to the slap of reality. Life is not usually fair to all.

"How could you? Why did you hurt them? They were there to lead you hear for your prep talk for the transfiguration and yet you ruined it for the worthless librarian." That way they kept insulting the one true friend she had. Every time that an insult sounded in the room, she felt like defending but the sound of Long Zhi's voice sounded in her head.

"Gain power first and then you will be able to avenge any way you want."

With his words resonating in her mind continuously, she kept silent. Her rage was piling up every moment that flew by. 'I will surely become powerful.'

"Won't you say anything for yourself?" One of the witches asked truly disturbed by her silence.

"Yes, I won't say anything for myself." With that she had permitted them to recommence with their gibberish.

Nagjari knew so well how important Long Zhi was to her so she decided to do the least she could do for her dear daughter. Coughing slightly, she attracted their attention and spoke what she wanted to say.

"Since it's the day, we should let her go and rest. I request we let her go to rest before the bigger event."

Souhee looked at the lady who spoke and was able to see that she was she who sent the troutes.

'Osillai, wait for me!' she promised.

"Make sure to get rid of him. She must have no room for defiance. No allies, no defiance. Just like her mother Nagjari." She paused as she studied the expressions of the troutes. She had power to no what one was thinking basing on their expressions. Expressions gave her permission to read one's thoughts. "I hope everyone is set."

Souhee walked away as it took all her will to hold back her tears. It was her fault why Anzhi was treated that way.

Unbeknownst to all, Muye was listening to the conversations from behind a curtain and for some unknown force, she could not be sensed by any of them. The protection around her could not be penetrated through by any of them. Sotchai's power was still strong within the kingdom.

Muye followed Souhee stealthily until her room. The troutes escorted her as well and remained at the door.

"Move away!" an invisible voice sounded in the ears of the troute who gouged out Anzhi's eyes. He seemed not shocked at all. Calmly, he told the rest that they should give the princess some alone time.

Since they trusted him, they did not disobey but just followed him away.

"After what you did, do you think you still have a chance with her?"

"Mei Han, I don't care. Leave that to me to decide. If Souhee will accept me or not, that's my problem to deal with. So, I suggest you go with the rest and rest well before the real work begins." He turned away from her to go but she stopped him. "What?"

"What about you? Where are you going?"

She walked away from him leaving him to think about his actions. He sighed heavily and troubledly. His thoughts ran miles making him murmur silently.

He unfolded his hands revealing a brick red intricated mini box that revealed a light penetrating from it. The eyes he had gorged out where still alive and well in the box. His look would have given Osillai the chills if she had the chance to witness them.

Chapter 20: Brother, I’m sorry