Chapter 23: Trust Betrayed

                                    

                                          
Happy Holidays!
Since it's currently Christmas afternoon for me currently, I figured I'd give you all a present.
I don't imagine its the 25th for all of you since timezones are weird, but still, happy holidays to you all! Hope you enjoy the chapter.

⚠️⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: GORE ⚠️⚠️
Oh yeah- Sorry about that one.
Happy Holidays :)

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Taking in a deep breath, you sat on the nearby chair that opposed your father in his personal study. Your father had left the window open, and now the air coming in had a fresh, heavy smell. It was the scent of the coming rain, mossy and rich.
With your recent 18th birthday, it was now time for your father to call you in to discuss family heirlooms, and what you would inherit.
The possession and use of the tome was something taken very seriously amongst your family. With the book that was handed throughout many generations, this would be the first time in history it would be passed to a woman.
Your father had taught you magic here and there, in preparation for when the true training would begin. You couldn't begin to put into words just how thrilled you were to take on this responsibility, It was an honour.
Ever since you were a child, watching your father perform advanced magic to help others, you couldn't help but admire and look up to him. He was your hero.
The dream to one day be as cool and strong as him was something you strived to do up until this very moment.
Although, because of this very power, your life was very limited. You were supervised by either your mother or father for most of your life, especially when you'd leave the safety of your home.
This was never a problem for you through childhood, you always found ways to make your own fun. But over time as you grew older you grew to hate the limitations you were confined to.
Any walk you would go on to clear your mind would be accompanied by a relative or housekeeper. Your overbearing parent's paranoia destroyed any friend or relationship opportunities.
"Although the power bestowed upon our family is a blessing, we must treat it wisely." Your father would say.
"While our business specialised in helping those with magic you must never leave yourself unguarded, or those we believe to be allies will turn on us over what they don't have."
It was idiotic. How did he expect you to grow and learn if he kept you behind closed walls?? You were denied the chance to love anybody but your family, especially when you'd grown so close to people in the past...
It was heartbreaking losing those close to you because of who you were, and things only worsened as time went on.
A year passed and you were now learning more advanced spells. Your father seemed to be in a rush due to the arriving fact that he would be leaving soon for business. Your family's business was through your magic, using your special abilities to help others if they chose to hire you.
The Collimore business originated from an ancestor of yours, Francis Collimore. When he was first drafted into the war between humans and monsters he was forced to use his magic against the opposing monsters as your father explained. Ever since that day, your family and ancestors made it a point to use their magic to help and not destroy.