Chapter 19: Picnic Day
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Cedric’s gaze never left the view of the Empire, his mind in deep thoughts, his powers were stirring again, it has been like this for a week now, a week since he has been married to Sylvia.
He didn’t know the trigger... Normally it was a splint headache that caused small damage but now he did it unconsciously, while asleep.
He stared at his palm. He never bothered about his powers going berserk, he never needed to. So why now?
"Magnus" a deep voice came in, as a shadow formed into a wolf beside him.
"You seem uneasy," the wolf said.
"Unease?" Cedric said with a faint chuckle.
The wolf froze at the sound, nothing was ever good whenever his master was amused, he merely shakes where he was.
"Nothing makes me uneasy, Beowulf".
"O-Of course Magnus... forgive me, I was out of line," the wolf said with a bow of its head.
He got silence in return, Beowulf was still trembling.