195: She Needs To Be Trained

She Needs To Be Trained

At the guest mansion, Yorian started to tell Drayce about his discovery of scrying into Oriana's powers.  0

"I discovered that this child's core possesses both magic and divine power." He then lamented in the end, "My understanding is still shallow as I had never come across such an energy core before. It would be best if I can see another core as areference…" His words were directed towards Drayce as he was sure Drayce must have the similar core.

Drayce understood Yorian's intentions. "I give you my word that you will get to see another such core."

Drayce's words didn't fish much of a reaction from the rest, but it made a smile of anticipation blossom on the elf. Finally! It was this chance that initially made him stick around Drayce's company in the first place. To think that this young Red Dragon would let him scry into his powers. What would this knowledge-hungry elf want more than this?

The elf then returned to the topic at hand. "Her core holds much potential, but unfortunately, the power inside her remains largely dormant. Think of your magic as a layer of moss, and your divine power as a stagnant pool of water. No matter how large its capacity is, if it's never tapped, then there is no growth, and there's even a possibility of it causing harm to its user or her surroundings, since such a state in terms of magic normally equates to ignorance and accidents. It is similar to having another hand you cannot control. 

"She is born a witch, thus, her darkness magical attribute is the first thing any supernatural being will notice about her essence. Today, since she used her divine power, it surfaced but both her powers are immature, even worse than Queen Seren's a few months ago. 

"A witch who doesn't know how to use spells doesn't qualify as a true witch. This child needs to be trained properly, be it her magic or divine power not only to protect herself but also to prevent future harm."

"Trained?" Oriana asked. She shook her head. "Apologies, Lord Yorian, but I don't wish to use my powers and pull unknown attention towards me. I am happy with my ordinary life. All I want is to protect my grandpa and live with him in peace."

"Protect your grandpa by putting your life in danger again and again to steal banned herbs?" Drayce spoke up. The way his red eyes stared at her made her shiver. 

Oriana had a realization. 'So he knows that was me on that island!'

"I am not harming anyone, Your Majesty. I just need to save my grandpa, and for that, I am willing to do anything," she said politely but there was a determination in her voice. "I am sure for your wife, you will be willing to risk your life as well."

Yorian raised a hand to dispel the tension between the two. "You cannot run from reality, child. Even if you want to, you won't be able to avoid it for life. There are people who will covet your powers or try to use you. Be it from the standpoint of human beings or supernatural beings, a special person like you will attract attention. It's better for you to learn about yourself. Who knows, maybe learning witchcraft can help your grandpa better." 

As she said earlier, when it came to her grandfather, she was willing to do anything.

"What would I have to do to be trained? Who would teach me?" Oriana asked. "Last time, you mentioned I need a witch with the same attribute…"

"We will find a way, but for that, we will need Prince Arlan's permission since from my understanding, you attend to his needs day and night. Time has to be arranged—

"No!" Oriana exclaimed, but lowered her voice. "Apologies, Lord Yorian. I mean…we cannot let His Highness know about me, this, whatever this is. If he gets to know I smuggled black nightshade, he will behead me right away."

"Do not worry about it. We will not mention anything about black nightshade," Yorian assured and looked at Drayce. "Isn't that so, Your Majesty?"

"As long as she properly obeys instructions," came the cold reply from the young king. 

Drayce had to be strict as this woman in front of him didn't know what she possessed and how she could bring chaos if she fell into the wrong hands. Furthermore, she was the destined mate of his friend. It was of utmost importance to protect her. 

"Arlan has every right to know the truth, as your master and my friend. I will give you a chance to come clean on your own, but if you don't, I will tell him everything myself."

Oriana felt her palm turn sweaty at Drayce's words.

Yorian corrected, "Prince Arlan has no need to know everything, but for us to be able to meet often, he at least needs to know what you are—a witch that needs to be trained."

Oriana grew nervous. "I am not sure how he will react. What if he finds me a threat?"

"Do not worry he is used to having supernatural beings around him. He will find it normal," Yorian assured. "All of us in this room are one, after all."

'All of us?' At these words, Oriana began to scan their faces, before landing on King Drayce. At first she questioned herself about the pull she felt from him, the same pull she felt from Martha. 

"Y-Your Majesty is…"

The red-eyed man stared back at her as if understanding her thoughts. 

"I am a warlock. That is why you can feel the pull towards me as we belong to the same race."

It shocked Oriana. The King of Megaris was a warlock?

"King Drayce's mother is a powerful witch," Yorian added, not going into much detail.

They conveniently left out the part that Drayce was a Dragon. It would probably shock her more if she discovers  the one she was serving, Arlan, was a Dragon as well.

Oriana's head began to ache. "Alright, uhh, so what I need to do next is to admit to His Highness that I am a witch, and then train my power. Am I getting it correctly?"

"Indeed," the elf confirmed. "Also, try not to wander out of our reach. Those wizards witnessed you having divine power and it is dangerous to be the target of their attention. Keep staying by Prince Arlan's side as much as possible."

"I can not do that. Staying by His Highness' side would do no good to him if those wizards would come after me." She shook her head. "It would be wrong to put an innocent human in danger."

"He won't be in any danger," Drayce spoke, only to get a questioning gaze from her. He could not tell her what Arlan was in real and he was the suitable person to protect her from any harm.

'Does he not care about his friend?' Oriana's eyes were seemingly asking.

"Just trust our words, Oriana," the elf smiled, seeing she was genuinely worried for Arlan. "Prince Arlan is a precious person for us. We will never let anything harm him as well. Stay by his side just as we say, and you will understand in the future."

She looked at Martha who offered her a nod saying she could trust their words.

Though unwillingly, she replied, "Alright. I will do so."

The people inside the room could only stare at Oriana with pity.

They could only think of how the young witch would react once she learns the entire truth. Many things about her were yet to be revealed to Arlan, and vice versa. 

What would happen when she discovers the extent of her powers? How would she react when  she hears that she was also a mate of a Dragon? How would Arlan, who didn't wish to accept his supernatural side, react knowing his mate was no ordinary person either? 

Two people with secrets to hide, how would their future unfold?

Drayce stood up, breaking the somber mood inside the room. "I have to go back. The rest, we can discuss once more when Arlan knows the truth." 

Drayce stepped out of that room and disappeared to go back to the tavern. 'I hope everything is fine there and those drunkcards have not created any troubles.'

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