Chapter 516 - Hereditary (2/2)

”Typically said ability awakens after a Prince male's seventeenth birthday.” Sir Knight Prince answered. ”However, in your twin brother's case, it may be possible that his power will awaken a year early. But it is only a possibility and not a certainty.”

Rowan lets out a tiny sigh of relief at Sir Knight Prince's words. Said ability would ensure Severus's survival-ability much better than she ever could. And despite feelings of dismay, she was grateful that at least Sir Knight Prince knew what he was talking about.

Sir Knight Prince thoughtfully studies Rowan for a moment. ”And despite only possessing a portion of the gift itself, it is still a previously unknown feat achieved, Rowan. No other female in the Prince bloodline can boast the same.”

”Yes, well, my left eye is another color now,” Rowan snarled as she closed her eyes from the ensuing headache. It physically strained her left eye to actually see magic for even a brief length of time. It was like staring at the noon day sun, it was rather blinding with blistering pain.

Seeing Rowan wincing in discomfort, Sir Knight Prince says, ”Sadly, there is nothing I can do regarding your vision. The Prince males are not only able to control said gift at will but control the depth perception of the vision. However, you, my dear will go blind in one eye if we do not cover your left eye with magic. The act of seeing magic itself without being able to control said vision will utterly destroy your left eye.”

”I know that,” Rowan snapped. ”The illusion works like an eyepatch and blocks the magic from begin seen. But I will be returning to Hogwarts soon and I need a solution as I don't want Dumbledore to ask any questions.”

There is a spell,” Sir Knight Prince slowly said. ”However, there is a price.”

”Which is?” Rowan warily asked.

”Much like someone who has been blindfolded, your other senses will become sharper,” Sir Knight Prince said. ”However, at the same time, your left eye will become that much more sensitive to magic. And someday, in the future, magical spectacles will need to be forged in order to protect your sight or else the sight in your left eye will forever be lost.”

”That answer is strangely rather specific,” Rowan sharply said. ”That is much more than just a simple coincidence, is it not, Sir Knight Prince?”

Sir Knight Prince smiles thinly in response. ”You are not the first Prince in history to only inherit half of the gift,” Sir Knight Prince explained. ”There have been several others including your great-grandfather, Rancor, the father of Reginald and Georgine.”

Seeing Sir Knight Prince's chilly expression, Rowan slowly says, ”And those born with partial gifts such as I have, are somehow unfit to wield the entirety of said gift?”

”Magic always seems to know,” Sir Knight Prince cryptically answered. ”And even if you did so with the very best of intentions, Rowan, the road to Hell is always paved by the best of intentions.”

Rowan unconsciously glanced down at her clenched hands. She had rapidly gained power just as she had wanted. But she had forgotten that in the grand scheme of things, there is always a price to pay for everything in this world. Whatever she had lost, she would never gain back. And she had to finally acknowledge the cruel fact that if she continued to use her elder wand to kill, she would only lose more and more with each transaction until she became utterly unrecognizable.

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Hello, everyone. Today is Suicide Prevention Day. I will be posting an extra chapter today to cheer you all up. However, I humbly request that you just stop and take a look at your loved ones be it friends, family, loved ones, and even yourself.

A simple but sincere, how are you today, would do nicely. Call a loved one up, or if you are in the one in need of cheering don't be afraid to reach out. We are here for you, but we can't force you to talk, if you won't speak to us.

This is also an important day for me because I lost a good friend of mine some years ago, his name was Jacob, who we all fondly called Jake. I did not get to say goodbye, and I truly wish I had. He is one of my greatest regrets because, in my mind, I always had time to catch up, and that he would always be there. That was not the case, and I still find that I miss him to this day. I truly wish that I had not kept putting him out of mind, and assuming that he was fine. I don't think I was a bad friend, but I don't think I was a terribly good friend either. I speak from experience because it is so easy to get caught up in our every day lives that we forget to stop and look up and truly look at those around us. So, please just stop and take the time to look around you and reach out. And if you are in need of reaching out, please don't be afraid, we are here for you.