CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

Celeste's P.O.V

I was now alone in my room, without the dagger. I wanted to take it with me but Henora, Asiya's mother, insisted on taking it with her, and Asiya decided to keep an eye on her since I wasn't too sure to trust Henora alone.

Aris and Tabitha decided it was best to continue on with their duties which meant I was alone for the night, alone to handle my thoughts.

Sitting at my desk with a quill, ink and parchment paper I stared blankly towards the window where I got stuck on the balcony.

"What do I know about the Amulet so far…" I say outloud to myself.

I began to list off everything like; it responds to deep emotions, the stronger the emotion the more Chaos or magic it uses. Whoever has it now has very strong magic, and the Dagger and the amulet are bonded together by something none of us know about.

The fae stole the Amulet most likely for my father even though he doesn't have magic. The war when both were created had something to do with my mother and now connects t