Chapter 881\u00a0<\/p>\n
Judy\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
More complicated\u2026..\u00a0<\/p>\n
That\u2019s exactly what I needed right now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared down at my hands, feeling the tingling sensation on my fingertips. I had magic\u2026 like real magic, and I could feel its strength raging inside of me, begging to be released.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAs the host of magic, you are the most powerful being in this world,\u201d Esme continued. \u201cWithout you, magic dies.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy me? Why was I chosen to be the host of magic?\u201d I asked, not fully comprehending what was happening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s because you\u2019re a Blackwell,\u201d Selene said, \u201cThe Moon Goddess chooses a new host every 50 years, and it\u2019s always a Blackwell. However, there was a prophecy foretelling your birth. You were said to be stronger than any of the other hosts and that you weren\u2019t just the host of magic, but her chosen daughter as well.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart stopped in my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cChosen daughter?\u201d Irene asked, her brows furrowed. \u201cWouldn\u2019t that make her the high priestess?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere hasn\u2019t been a high priestess in over a century,\u201d Nan added. \u201cI remember learning about her in one of my classes at school. Wasn\u2019t she treated terribly?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Esme nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, she was,\u201d she said softly, almost sadly, like she was remembering an old friend, but that couldn\u2019t be possible because this was centuries ago. \u201cShe was my great, great, great, great-grandmother. The Moon Goddess had called her home early because the world wasn\u2019t ready for her yet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she thinks the world is ready now?\u201d I asked. \u201cWhy me? I still don\u2019t understand.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe chose you before you were even born,\u201d Selene replied, putting a hand on my shoulder and giving it a gentle\u00a0<\/p>\n
squeeze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t get it\u2026 who was the host before me?\u201d I asked, looking between Selene and Esme.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI was,\u201d Esme replied. \u201cBut my powers were given to you the moment Selene got pregnant.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI took your powers?\u201d I asked, my eyes widened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThese powers were never mine to keep,\u201d she told me, a small smile tipping the corner of her lips. \u201cI was only holding them until the Moon Goddess chose a new host. Between being a host and the chosen daughter of the Moon Goddess, that kind of power was too much for an infant. You were growing at a fast rate, and Selene could feel how powerful you truly were before she was even 4 months along. It was why we had to take your powers when you were born, or it would have devoured you.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I let out a breath, my head whirling with all this new information I received.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is too much,\u201d I said, shaking my head. \u201cI didn\u2019t ask for any of this\u2026 what am I supposed to do?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou will find out when the time is right,\u201d Esme replied. \u201cBut in the meantime, magic is very sensitive, and you must learn to control your powers. Once it\u2019s time for you to use them, manipulating them will be quite difficult. It normally takes years of practice, and magic has to trust you. It has a mind of its own. Cora is a witch, and she is strong and very good at what she does. She can help you learn magic.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 881\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy couldn\u2019t Cora just be the host? She\u2019s already fluent in magic,\u201d I asked. \u201cIt doesn\u2019t make any sense\u2026\u201d \u201cBecause she wasn\u2019t chosen,\u201d Esme answered. \u201cBut she was still generously gifted thanks to the Blackwell blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at Esme.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1553\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy couldn\u2019t she just let you be the host for longer? Why did she have to give me your magic?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause of the prophecy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe one that foretold my future?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, the one that foretold my death,\u201d Esme retorted, stunning me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d I asked after a moment of pause.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Esme sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. Selene looked down, pressing her lips together to form a thin line.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was a prophecy that foretold my death. I will not live past the age of 80,\u201d she explained.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart stopped in my chest as I stared at her; she was serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I\u2019m 79 now,\u201d she continued.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re going to die next year?\u201d I asked, my voice coming out barely above a whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt took a long time for me to accept it\u2026 But I eventually did\u2026 as did the family,\u201d Esme said, glancing at Selene, who kept quiet and looked as if she wanted to cry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know how it\u2019s going to happen?\u201d I asked, my voice coming out choked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA disease,\u201d she told me. \u201cIt\u2019s a fast-acting one. Impossible to detect until it\u2019s too late, and even if it\u2019s caught soon enough, survival is slim.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere has to be something they can do,\u201d I said, shaking my head. \u201cYou can\u2019t just let yourself die. The Moon Goddess sent you that prophecy to warn you. She wants you to protect yourself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Esme shook her head slowly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Goddess does not send prophecies to warn people. She sends them to inform you what is. These prophecies are pieces of the future written in the stars. They are not ours to change\u2026 but to learn to accept and adapt. She has called me home, which means my mission on this earth has come to an end, and I must return to where the Moon Goddess needs me the most.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo that\u2019s it?\u201d I asked, looking over at Selene. \u201cAnd you guys are okay with that? You aren\u2019t even going to try and help find out if there\u2019s a way to save her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course, we tried,\u201d Selene said, turning to look at me, and I could see the pain in her eyes. \u201cWe tried everything we could. Zachary was a mess for a long time, and I think we were all in denial. But acceptance eventually came, and now we are just grateful to spend this time with her. Even more so now that she can speak again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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