Unofficial Lesson

"Of course," Professor Pops said. "But they have marked the best of the best in this generation. If she has to choose a lesser human, her power will diminish. It isn't only about what's appealing on the outside. Just as important is what's on the inside. The purer the person's soul, the better."

It made some sense.

I couldn't help but wonder if Cindy had been marked as well.

Her beauty certainly far outweighed mine. "So, those who want the queen's power will come after me?"

My lesson with the professor was turning out to be more difficult than chemistry.

"It would seem logical now that you're marked, which is why you must train." He paused. "Though I do worry about your hemophilia."

"I don't think that'll be an issue anymore." I shrugged and returned the ax to its holder.

"Oh? How can you be sure?" He came toward me. "Have you noticed more changes?"

"Well, let's see. I threw a pillow at Gabe, sending him flying across the room. I broke a table for goodness' sake."