save them all, Savina,” Corbin told me.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked him.
“It has to be done.”
“Killing innocent people?”
“These people are not innocent,” he shouted and jumped to his feet, knocking the chair backward on the floor. I flinched. Corbin had never raised his voice to me, not until recently. “They are the murderers. They kill people like us, Savina. And you are out there trying to help them.”
I could not believe people would kill Enchanters for no reason. Unless there were Enchanters who provoked them, like Corbin. I presumed his family did just that. “My mother did the same.”
“She had to do what she could so they would not think she was an Enchanter. They trusted her.”
“And they trust me. I do not understand what these people have done to you.”
“Do you know what your mother told me on her deathbed?”
I shook my head.
“She told me she hoped I would eventually create an army to avenge those who have been killed. And that is what I am trying to do.”
My mouth dropped open. “No. No she would not say such a thing.”
“I do not expect you to understand. You have not felt the pain that many of us have. We have lost so many we loved because of what we are. If it’s a war they want, then they will have it!” he screamed and slammed his fist against the table.
“War?” I inhaled a sharp breath and clutched my chest. My heart was beating so fast. “Why should you start a war? What have the villagers done to deserve this?”
He let out a long sigh and sat back down. “They will never stop, Savina.” His voice calmed. “You cannot be their friends. They will all turn against you.”
I shook my head. He was wrong. “George loves me. Danielle and Graham would never turn their backs on me. They have been my friends since I was a child.”
“Why have you never told them you were an Enchanter? What do you think they would do if they found out?”
I wanted to tell him about George, but I could not. I had to protect him. “Mother and Father always told me to keep it a secret. I do not wish to scare them. I only want to help them. They would not understand.”
“You are right about that. They do not want to understand. You are not like them. And the moment they find out, they will kill you.”
“No, they will not. They trust me.”
“Just wait and see.”
“They only kill those who are dangerous. And if you do not stop this nonsense, they will come after you.”
“They can try.”
“Please do not do this,” I whispered.
“Father, she is right.” Colden’s voice came from behind me.
Corbin shook his head. “I cannot believe you both are defending them.”
“What right do you have to kill them?”
Corbin glared at his son. “I have every right. You do not know the evil they possess.”
“They have done no evil!” Colden yelled. “Whatever happened in Caprington did not occur here. These people are innocent.”
“You are too much like Savina. Too kind to these ridiculous people. You will never amount to anything.”
Colden’s hands curled into fists. “They accept me for who I am. Something you know nothing about. They care for me and enjoy my company.”
“You both are naïve. Just watch what happens when these people you love so dearly find out who you are. They will never accept you.”
Veronica entered the room with her usual scowl. “Corbin, they will never understand. There is no reason to try and explain it. They are too much in love with the Ephemerals.”
“Perhaps if you helped us understand,” Colden said. “But you have given us no reason.”
“And if Ephemerals hurt you in Caprington, they are not the same people in this village.”
Veronica moved closer to me and stared down at me, her eyes cold and calculating. “You are just a child, Savina. You have let them warp your mind. And you will allow them to be the cause of your demise.” She gave a wicked grin.
Then, she and Corbin left the manor.
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