Cecilia sat inside a closed room. Her hands were shaking, and no matter what she did, she couldn't calm down. Was everything over? Would everyone now really try to kill her just because she supported a Sorcerer and defended the Sorcery?
Don't be ridiculous!
Why was this world so peaceful and bound by strict rules anyway?! Why was it that in other fantasy novels that she read, many people used black magic but were instead respected and feared?!
Was everyone in this world so hypocritical that they didn't want to open up to Sorcery just because of the negative effect Sorcery had on mortal beings?
Sorcery could be a very effective weapon against enemies! Sorcery users could rule the world–
Cecilia understood now. This was all because the people in this world were not like her. They had no ambition at all! Cecilia was sure, that if more people mastered the Sorcery, then surely they would understand her feelings.