Ruby rushed to her side. âStupid girl.â She checked Felicityâs vital signs and laid her in the coma position. âI told youâ¦â She put one hand on Felicityâs chest and the other on her forehead and closed her eyes. âStupid girl.â
I could see that Ruby was healing her, but what was going on? What had she done? Everyone watched in silence as Ruby said some words under her breath and pulled a crystal from her pocket and held it to Felicityâs chest for a long while. Eventually, Ruby put both hands on her face.
A girl on the other side of the room from me wept quietly. The others looked dazed.
Ruby finally stopped and opened her eyes and looked around. âThis is what happens when you donât listen to me,â she seethed. âFelicity wanted to impress me. Wanted to best Kellie, the best in the class. She did something stupid and now she will have to live with her mistake.â
She took her hands away from Felicityâs face and I stared in horror. Gasps sounded around the room and the girl whoâd been crying screamed. Felicity looked like sheâd aged forty years. Her hair was greying in places and her face was wrinkled. What had she done to cause this?
Ruby shook her head. âI tried my best to reverse the effects, but itâs too late.â She stood up as Felicity came to. âI warned you all not to mess with dark magic, and yet you do not listen.â She turned to me. âDark magic takes more energy than light magic. It drains your magic fast, then starts on your very essence. Felicity has just learnt the hard way that without some type of magical power source for backup, or if you donât know what youâre doing, the dark magic will take your life from you.â
Oh, my God. She was going to stay like this? She looked twice as old as Mum. This was so not good.
Felicity opened her eyes slowly and looked around. âWhat happened? Why is everyone staring?â
Ruby leaned down close to her and whispered something I couldnât hear.
Felicity gasped. âNo! I donât believe you. Youâre lying!â
The girl whoâd screamed stepped forward. âItâs true, Felicity. You look⦠old.â
Felicity struggled to her feet and demanded a mirror and staggered out of the room with a group of girls following her.
Ruby followed, but turned back to us. âDonât do anything. Donât touch anything till I get back.â
She left instructions with Malcolm and left.
I had a million questions. What was dark magic? How did it do that to her face? How do I make sure it doesnât happen to me?
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Blake took me to the same restaurant as before. Angelâs Restaurant. He was trying his best, but was only succeeding at making me feel uncomfortable.
âHow is your meal? Is it okay? Do you want something more to drink?â
I resisted the urge to sigh. I resisted the urge to tell him to stop fussing.
This time Iâd gone for a steak dinner with some roasted vegetables. No burgers in sight. âItâs great. Really. Itâs fine. I donât need anything more.â
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It was like he was trying too hard to impress me and I wished he would relax and be himself. How could you get to know someone if they were busy trying to be someone theyâre not?
Heâd picked me up from my lesson in a sleek, older-model Porsche, which looked amazing except for the fact that it was brown. Why would you paint such a stylish car brown?
Way to ruin a nice ride.
Iâd told Blake what had happened with Felicity and he had gone pale, but didnât really say too much. Maybe heâd been imagining how heâd feel if it had happened to him. Iâd been imagining that. Over and over again. My brain couldnât comprehend suddenly looking that old at eighteen. I shuddered.
Heâd fussed over me non-stop since we arrived. It was nice at first, but I wasnât used to it and I wasnât sure if I liked it or hated it. This would take some getting used to.
We talked about a few different things, but I couldnât get the image of Felicity lying on the floor out of my mind. How would she explain that to her parents? How could she even begin to explain it to a Normal?
Movement caught my eye and when I looked over, the ghost waiter was heading over and he was looking straight at me.
I quickly looked away. Oh, no.
âSo, are you coming to the church on Sunday?â
âUm, I donât know.â I hadnât even thought about it. âMaybe.â
The ghost was getting closer.
He walked up and stood behind Blake and I tried my best not to look.
âHello, Mademoiselle. How are we today?â
Donât look. Donât look.
Blake was oblivious. âIf you canât make it on Sunday, I think theyâre still doing another extra meeting on Monday evening. Thereâs a lot going on at the moment.â
I nodded, trying to follow what he was saying.
The ghost leaned forward. âA romantic dinner, yes? I am Sebastian, at your service. Shall I serenade you?â
My eyes snapped to his face, then I looked back at Blake.
Oh, my God. Heâs serious.
âI shall try my best.â He cleared his throat and started to sing.
The heat crept up my neck and into my cheeks and I wanted to hide under the seat, but why did I feel embarrassed? No one else could see or hear him.
I cleared my throat. I kept my eyes averted as he moved around Blake and came closer to me.
This was not good. How could I ignore him?
Blake had a funny look on his face. âYou heard about that missing girl, didnât you?â
âUh, yeah. Sophia or something?â
âYeah. Sophie. They still havenât found her.â
That made me sad.
The fact that the waiter was a really good singer made me sad. He could have gotten out of his mundane job if he had put that voice to use.
Sebastian stopped suddenly. âWhatâs wrong? You donât like my song? Oh⦠I get it. You donât want Lover Boy to know youâre a Descendant with an extra ability. I get it. Mumâs the word. Iâll get out of your hair. Iâm gone now. Goodbye. Au revoir.â
He vanished and I gasped.
Blake leaned forward. âMaddie? Are you okay?â
âUh, yeah. Sorry. I was thinking about Felicity again. And Sophie. Sorry.â
âOkay. But thereâs nothing you can do for Felicity.â
âI know. It just freaks me out, thatâs all. I didnât even know there was dark magic and light magic. I have so much to learn.â
âYes. Youâll learn in time. Donât worry.â
I opened my mouth, but didnât really know what to say. I thought maybe he could explain some things to me, but apparently, the conversation was over.
Blake finished off his meal and dabbed at his mouth delicately with his serviette. It made me all too aware of the fact that I hadnât grown up with money like he had. I felt like a fish out of water in this place sitting opposite a guy who was wearing designer-label clothing and probably paid more for his cologne than I paid for my whole outfit, plus some.
He must have seen the discomfort in my face. âWas everything okay with your meal?â
I nodded and tried to smile. âYes. Itâs fine. Iâm fine. Thank you for inviting me.â
He returned the smile. âThatâs okay. Youâre worth it. Iââ
âBlake? What the hell? What are you doing with her?â