Princess Thief [✔]

20. The Amica

Her last word stuck in my mind. Amica. That was the exact word Reichen and the other man named Sullien had called me.

"What did the man tell you, my lady? I'm sure it's pure nonsense again," complained Night and he sat near me.

The circular table could fit up to six people but I was enclosed between them.

"We should reveal the truth, Night. She is not someone we suspected her to be," she stated vaguely.

"I am planning to do so, my lady, but it took me some time to come here because you left the temple without notice," he was addressing her with respect but his tone was definitely irritable.

"I believed I put a letter to Maximilien."

"That cat of yours wanders like no one cared. A proper letter would suffice, my lady."

I was amused to a certain extent watching Night trying to be deferential while controlling his temper. What astonished me more was he didn't let out a string of curses by now.

"Anyhow..." The woman, Mhilrim, faced her. "There is another magic within you, child. It is not just the gift of Ace but also the gift of Verdari. The magic of barriers. The ability to cast on barriers could null everything and could also have many effects. Particularly, why you are able to inflict pain when others laid their hands on you."

"But isn't it just an enchantment?" intersected Night.

"No. There is no essence of darkness within her. It is definitely magic," Mhilrim contradicted.

I kept on listening to them but I did not understand anything. They were trying to elucidate things but I became lost in their words.

"Just what does it mean?" I asked.

"You see, you are someone that only occurs in millennia," said Mhilrim, her light violet eyes fixed on me.

Weird. I really felt strange looking into her eyes. Still, I did not avoid it and waited for her to talk.

"We, the Amica, are the race that was given magic by the Goddess. We are bestowed with gifts that are unique to each of us. Every gift varies as its purpose was to help us, humans, from what destiny had planned. Like how a blind girl is given a voice that could bewitch anyone or a child isolated in the Winterlands of Gallace can change the temperature of their surroundings."

I had heard about the Goddess but did not dwell upon it since I didn't even believe in her existence but it seemed like it had a vital role in why I was like this.

"And for you, you are a rare one since you have two magic. That is why you don't have to hate your eyes. The violet eyes are the source of our power as it represents our connection with the Goddess. The magic within our eyes existed to help us with our trials," she continued.

I never once spoke out loud about how I abhorred my eyes and it made me want to ask how she knew but still, I already had a few prepared questions lingering in my mind.

"If what you said is true then why can't I leave this place. Why haven't I heard about an Amica before? And why are you just telling me this now?"

"Calm down, Ace." Night murmured beside me and tapped my shoulder.

I wasn't aware I was raising my voice as I talked. I immediately muttered an apology as I waited for answers.

"The reason why you never heard of it is because Amica has to do something with your ancestor, Cannaria Ezriel."

My brows furrow. "The Dark Queen?"

She nodded. "There are kingdoms who despise the Amica but not as much as Ezriel. Queen Cannaria had the greatest animosity for our kind and she made sure that everyone is clear with that. She hunted every Amica that existed around the continent and no Amica could live in this kingdom."