Riddle's Paradox | ◇
He abruptly leans closer, zeroing in on her eyes.
"You pique my interest, Bella, if I may. You retain so many secrets, yet your face illustrates them for everyones viewing," he says while brushing a stray charcoal tendril away from her cheek.
Letting out a shaky breath and a tense laugh she retorts pitifully, "It's a blessing and a curse." He wants something, although she can't seem to figure out what. Her entire life she'd been manipulated so much it's second nature. That's why it was beyond strange not being capable of detecting what he truly desires.
Tom chuckles dryly, "I have a proposition for you."
Belladonna Ambrosius, the descendant of Merlin is tasked with the feat of the century. Forging a bond with the world's most nefarious wizards. Only to make matters worse, the awkward, premature version.
What could possibly go wrong?