Aurora’s World: Ialaera: Mirica: A Thief in the House (part 7)

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“Why is it that I really don’t feel lucky?” Mirica asked, not really expecting an answer.

“You don’t understand the position that you might have been in if it had been someone else who’d found you.” Nico studied her, their eyes meeting for a moment. “That’s something you couldn’t understand unless you were in the position and I’m glad you weren’t, because it means that I get to do something I’ve never done before – teach someone how to use their abilities.”

“My brother always told me that my abilities were dangerous and that I was better off not learning how to use them, which was why he was going to teach me how to protect myself with weapons instead, but…” Mirica bit her lip. “Maybe he thought he’d always be there to help me, but he wasn’t, and he did me a disservice by not teaching me how to use my abilities and a weapon. If he had I probably wouldn’t be in this position.”

Nico smiled. “You’re right about that, Rica, and now we’re going to make certain that it can never happen again, although I’m not certain I could teach you how to use a weapon. My skills lie with the magic that I manifested when I was eighteen and stole from that day forwards.” He bit his lip. “Do you want to know a secret?”

Fortunately Mirica had learnt how to stop herself from saying the first thing that came to mind. “That really does depend what the secret is, Nico.” She managed to summon a smile for him because she knew she was going to have to make the best of what had happened. “If it’s something about your sex life I don’t.”

He laughed. “It’s not.” The laughter faded away as Nico looked at her and Mirica once again wished she knew what he was thinking. “When I was nineteen my younger brother bloomed. None of us expected it to happen, not to him, but then that isn’t exactly unusual.” She remembered the day she had bloomed and the fear in her parents eyes when they realised what it meant for her, but fortunately that was the day her brother returned… or maybe it was unfortunately, considering what had happened. “He managed to survive the process, even though I didn’t think he would. I told him I’d be back to help him, because I had to get my room ready for him, and not to leave our parents house, no matter what. They weren’t happy about what had happened, but I didn’t think they’d throw him out. When I went back for him that’s exactly what they’d done, less than twenty-four hours after he’d bloomed, and I was glad then that I’d thought ahead – I’d given him the address of a house I knew was safe for him to wait, so I hoped that was where he’d gone, instead of doing something stupid.”

“He’d done something stupid,” Mirica said, seeing the pain in Nico’s eyes.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.

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