Chapter 327: Power Dynamics

Talia “She’s so powerful,” Morgana said on the third day after she had started coming regularly. Darius had reduced his visitations, leading me to wonder whether or not he would actually show up. I kept my eyes peeled, listening for his footsteps and my nose turned to the air, ready to catch his scent. I could barely tolerate Morgana’s constant remarks about her own power. But I quickly accepted my fate: I was not like them. “You,” Morgana said, pointing at me, “I don’t understand why you should be able to perform magic like you do.” She tapped her chin, scrutinizing me as if she could see through me. “You’re not normal,” she concluded. “It’s very easy. So easy that you were made. You were made,” she said with a strange spark in her eyes. “Made?” I asked. “Yes,” she moved closer, her eyes widening. “Mages are born, but you were made. Someone has made you.” Lucia’s voice carried like a whisper from her cell. “I told her that she has most definitely taken something and would have it