th no excitement in her tone as

tress was right in the centre, an impenetrable building, magnificent in all its glory. Perfectly maintained gardens surrounded the buildings that seemed to stretch on endles

ladies huddled behind her and walked off with the rest in tow. M

kept it bowed while I stared at her, wondering wha

her head and stared at me with eyes devoid o

I pulled from the rubbish bin. It had one eye and that eye was empty like

pecially when she stared at me witho

nd walked into the fortress. Her shoulders wer

or. Even in Norton where my existence was considered a stain, I did not have a room on the gro

an luxurious feel. A flashy red rug decorated the ground with a large dark wooden bed in the middle with a blue canopy. There was a big mirror att

her unblinking eyes because I had learnt proper etiquette and it wou

ave dumped every unwanted thing she owned into this tiny space. “I will take my

f the silk around my shoulders, I sank into the bed and closed my eyes,

days, I had been happy. I was allowed to dream then and I dreamt of a splendid life, not one in wh

o the cold room. “I miss you

tter days lay ahead. My mother was the reason I had so much hope even though I should not have had any considering my situation. Sh

d smiled mysteriously before changing the subject. Anyway, my mother had been the most sought-after prostitute in the brothel she worked at. She wa

f into thinking a great man like Norton would have a bit of affection for her, enough to sav

nsisted I was his so he paid her to get rid of me. Rather than that, my mother used the money to

ving birth to me took a toll on her body. As time went on, my mother depreciated be

t them. I would never forget the anger in his eyes as he looked at me as if I was the scum of

ll, looking at a man dressed in the best fabrics, with his clean face and big house, I felt unwor

mother pushed me forward th

her fingers drew blood from how tightly they grasped my shoulder

r husband’s infidelity, a shame on her and her prestigious family. As if she could no

ities of his bloodline. My family, the Nortons, have remained a leading family in Gedeon over the years

her before him possessed the gift of psychometry and his grandfather had the gift of precognition. His uncle could cast mild illusions but among my father’s children, no

sed the age of twelve when the Norton’s abilities usually manifest, wit

my threshold.” The look in his eyes had been sinc

e was proof that a high-ranking man like Kyrie Norton had been frolicking with a prostitute and had welcomed a

at his side, a stain on his whites and a sore in his eyes. A

nking of George and what he would be going through. It was impossible to escape this pla

he Dragon else, I cannot gu

h one goal in mind; to