Sometimes you can't be who you want to be and sometimes you can't do what you want to do.

That is the daily life of our anti-heroine. She is over powered with innate and learned magics and abilities but she does not have them to use them. she has them because she was born with them and she learns quickly. 

for her it is about acquisition not utilization. She wants to have power to understand power but she doesn't want to serve and protect. 

but it is out of her hands because she is Rachel, the Milana of Trannisa realm. her purpose is to maintain a balance dictated by the realm.

she is there when she has to be and when she is not needed she is off learning new things. 

so what happens when she is suddenly needed all the time? will her habit of avoidance become a mask of doubt and insecurity. 

so will she be a flawed being and pass the torch or will she endure in self doubt and constant insecurity. 

or is there a third option that has been there all along and completely out of her control?

An ancient woman sat in a great hall. It was made of the blackest wood and glass, with pristine white marble floors. Great old tapestries hung on the walls and intricate runes lined areas in inexplicable ways.


 The old woman sat, with a slight smirk on her face, listening to Adam Ambrose lament about Rosa, the family protégé. The woman, Clementine Ambrose, the Elder of the Ambrose family, was smirking because she had spoken to Adam, too many times, about how he allowed Rosa too much freedom. Now he was seeing the fruits of that labor.


She could not help but lament the fact that they would most likely never have the new fatetress on their side. Especially now. She looked to Adam and cut him off mid sentence.


"This boy was the fatetress' best friend?"


Chapter 263 - falling