Chapter 3 The dagger

Chapter 3

EVE'S POV

I slip back into the palace, my cloak billowing behind me. The cold breeze still clings to me, a reminder of the night's events. The dagger is now secured at my side, a powerful new addition to my arsenal.

As I make my way through the dimly lit corridors, I can't help but reflect on the little girl, Sierra. Her name tugs at my memory, but I can't quite place it. I shake off the thought and continue toward my room.

Entering my room, I close the door behind me and lean against it, exhaling deeply. The room is as I left it, filled with the comfort of familiarity. I place the dagger on my bedside table and collapse onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. The events of the night replay in my mind, and I can't help but wonder about the significance of the dagger and the old woman's words.

"Who are you really, Ezra Eve Vladimir?" I whisper to the empty room. The question lingers, unanswered.

I fall asleep from exhaustion.

THIRD PERSON POV

Meanwhile, in the grand halls of the Earthous Kingdom, King Armando and Queen Daisy sit in their opulent throne room, listening intently to their daughter Sierra's recounting of the night's harrowing events. Their faces are etched with concern and gratitude.

"She saved me, Mother, Father. Her name is Yue," Sierra says, holding up the handkerchief with the embroidered name.

King Armando takes the handkerchief, examining it closely. "Yue... we owe her a great debt," he says solemnly.

"We must find her," Queen Daisy declares. "She saved our daughter's life. We must honor her and show our gratitude."

Sierra nods vigorously. "She was so brave and strong. She didn't even hesitate to help me."

King Armando stands, his expression resolute. "Send word to our allies and the neighboring kingdoms. We must locate this Yue and bring her here."

EVE'S POV

Eve wakes up feeling the weight of last night's adventures still heavy on her. With nothing pressing to do, she decides to dive into her latest read, "Mystic Magics," a book about magic, powers, and abilities. She grabs it from her bedside table and begins to immerse herself in its pages.

The book details an array of powers:

- Fire

- Ice

- Water

- Earth

- Air

- Light

- Dark

And extraordinary abilities:

- Mind Reading: The ability to read and understand the thoughts and emotions of others.

- Telepathy: The ability to communicate and share thoughts and emotions with others telepathically.

- Telekinesis: The ability to manipulate and control objects or environments with one's mind.

- Teleportation: The ability to instantly transport oneself or others from one location to another.

- Invisibility: The ability to become invisible and undetectable.

- Shape-shifting: The ability to change one's physical form and appearance at will.

- Mind Control: The ability to control and manipulate the actions and thoughts of others.

- Shadow Manipulation: The ability to control and manipulate shadows.

- Healing: The ability to heal oneself and others.

As Eve reads on, she feels a strange resonance with the descriptions, a pull she can't quite explain. Intrigued and eager to test these newfound concepts, she makes her way to the secret room hidden in her quarters. This room, known only to her, is a sanctuary where she can practice and hone her skills away from prying eyes.

THIRD PERSON POV

Eve decides to try out her new knowledge from the book "Mystic Magics." In her secret room, she begins to study and practice various powers and abilities. At first, she focuses on producing fire from her hands. To her surprise, flames erupt effortlessly.

Next, she tries out the power of ice, and as she concentrates, the surroundings are covered in a thin layer of frost. With each power she practices, she feels an intense energy building within her. Water and Earth come next, followed by Air, Light, and Dark. The energies flow through her, each one more powerful than the last.

The abilities prove to be more challenging. Eve concentrates hard to read the minds of those outside her room, faint whispers of their thoughts reaching her. Telepathy allows her to project her thoughts back, a strange yet exhilarating experience. Telekinesis is a thrill, as objects move with just a flick of her mind. She teleports from one end of the room to the other, becomes invisible, and shifts her appearance at will. Mind Control and Shadow Manipulation feel dark and dangerous, yet she manages to control them. Lastly, she discovers a healing ability, mending small cuts on her arm.

THIRD PERSON POV

As Eve continues to practice, she doesn't notice that the energy emanating from her is causing tremors throughout the enchanted world. Every creature, every kingdom feels it. The air shifts, the plants change form, and the sky seems to both brighten and darken at once.

"Do you feel that?" asks an old guardian of the prophecy book to his companion. "It's as if the prophecy book has opened."

"Yes, I feel it," replies another being, his eyes shining. "The prophecy states that the chosen one is coming."

In every kingdom, the news spreads quickly. Kings and queens, along with high-ranking officials, gather to discuss the unfolding events. They know that a significant change is taking place

In the kingdoms of the enchanted world, the kings, queens, and high-ranking officials gather to discuss the sudden change. Their messengers report an unusual energy emanating from a single source.

"I can feel the power," says King Pyro of the Fireous Kingdom. "This is not ordinary. We need to find out who is responsible for it."

"There are reports from the Fireous Kingdom," replies Queen Daisy. "A woman named Yue may be involved. She is the one who rescued our daughter, Sierra."

"If she is indeed the chosen one, we must reach out to her," says King Armando. "She holds the key to the prophecy."

In the midst of the discussion, an old witch enters the room, carrying the prophecy book. "The time has come," she says. "The chosen one is already in our world."

THIRD PERSON POV

The morning sun filters through the heavy curtains of the Vampireous Kingdom's palace. In her room, Eve is finishing packing her belongings for her first day at Enchanted Academy, located at the heart of all kingdoms. Her maid, Elisha, knocks softly on the door and enters.

"Princess Eve, the esteemed King and Queen are requesting that you join them at the dining table before you leave," Elisha says with a respectful bow.

Eve nods, her expression unreadable. She follows Elisha down the grand hallways to the dining room, where her parents, Queen Cynthia and King Leonnel, are already seated.

"Eve, come join us," Queen Cynthia says warmly. "We wanted to see you off properly."

Eve sits down, her movements graceful and measured. King Leonnel looks at her with a mixture of seriousness and concern.

"Remember, Eve, no causing trouble at the academy," he warns, his voice firm.

"I understand," Eve replies coldly, her icy demeanor causing a moment of silence at the table.

Queen Cynthia sighs softly. "Your siblings and the other royalty will arrive next week. Their mission is not yet complete. Please be careful and take care of yourself until then."

"I will," Eve responds, her tone softening slightly as she acknowledges her mother's concern.

After breakfast, Eve is escorted to the grand carriage waiting to take her to Enchanted Academy. As she settles inside, she can't help but feel a mix of excitement and boredom about what lies ahead.

EVE'S POV

The journey to Enchanted Academy is long, but it gives me time to reflect on my parents' words and the new path I am about to embark on. The academy is located in the center of all kingdoms, a place where young royals and gifted individuals come to hone their skills.

When the carriage finally arrives at the academy gates, I step out and make my way to the headmaster's office. The building is grand and imposing, a testament to the power and prestige of the institution.

I knock on the door, and a deep voice responds, "Come in."

Entering the office, I see Headmaster Thaddeus, a tall man with a commanding presence, looking up from his desk. He regards me with curiosity.

"Who are you?" he asks, his tone polite but distant.

"My name is Ezra Eve Vladimir," I reply, my voice cold and even. "I'm here to take the test."

His eyes widen in surprise. "The princess of the Vampireous Kingdom?" he exclaims, his voice tinged with disbelief. "You look so different now."

"I changed," I say simply. "Shall we proceed?"

"Of course," he says, recovering his composure. "First, I need you to complete this assessment."

He hands me a scroll filled with complex questions about magic, history, and combat strategies. I take a deep breath and begin to write, answering each question with confidence. When I finish, I hand the scroll back to him.

Headmaster Thaddeus reviews my answers, nodding intently. "You have answered every question correctly. Impressive. How come?"

I look at him blankly, as the past Ezra has gone and Eve is here, I think to myself.

"Here is your uniform, ID, and dorm key," he says, handing me a neatly folded set of clothes and a small envelope. "You will be

THIRD PERSON POV

Eve woke up late on her first day at the Enchanted School. She didn't worry much about being late, but she quickly took a shower and dressed in her uniform: a brown and white long-sleeve polo, a brown above-the-knee skirt, a brown blazer, and a brown necktie. Her ID lace, also brown, signified her placement in the Aether section. The other sections were Arcane in green, Ethereal in blue, Celestial in gray, and Luminary in black. The ID also indicated each student's powers, but Eve's was blank. Her powers would only be detected by the academy once she manifested them.

After getting dressed, Eve left her dorm and made her way to the Aether section building. As she approached her classroom, she could hear the chatter of her classmates. Without hesitation, she kicked the door open. The room fell silent as she entered. Thirty pairs of eyes turned to her, but she met their gazes with a cold, indifferent stare. Without a word, she walked to the very back of the classroom and took a seat. With no teacher in sight, she rested her head on her desk and quickly fell asleep.

To Be Continued...