Chapter 11

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I was too emotionally overwhelmed and uncomfortable-due to the lumpy mattress-to sleep. I was so bored and confused that when the idea of spying on the guys popped into my head, i didn't think it was a terrible idea. I mean, i could use my magic again and to be honest i missed it as much as i missed my parents, which is says a lot.

I remember my mother teaching me mediation,when i was about 5 years old and one day, something new and strange happened.

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It was midday and i was mediating, with the sun warming my back. When i suddenly hear a young woman's voice whispering in my head. I was so curious and didn't think to be afraid.

'Hello, why do you sound so sad?'i mentally replied. I heard a servant by the large windows gasp and i opened my eyes to find her starring at me, bewilderment written all over her face.

"Your Highness did you just talk to me... in my head?" She asked, bowing her head respectful after she'd spoken. My mother was watching the situation calmly, like she was waiting for something.

"It was you i heard! And you heard me!" I exclaimed in surprise, grinning happily. The servant just stared at me. My mother on the other hand seemed pleased, as she took my small hand in hers and pulled me onto her lap.

"Sweetie, we're a little different from our people. Our gifts are powerful and are more rare. It seems you can hear and talk into peoples' minds, and what a wonderful gift it is! As you know, dear, i can fly and levitate. We are special because we are royal." She explained lovingly to me, as she wove my silky hair into a french plait.

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I smiled sadly at the memory, but it didn't hurt as much as it used to and for that i was grateful.

As i got off the uncomfortable double bed, i sat on the carpeted floor with my back straight against the cream walls. I hadn't mediated in a long time so i didn't know if it was going to work the first time but as i started to slow my breathing and clear my mind, my confidence in my ability start to build.

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