50 The destined One

Cecilia's POV

"Ah!" Eileen screamed.

"You dare to come back?" I grabbed the whip and exclaimed sharply, "Come out! Don't hide."

"I'm not hiding."

When that male voice sounded again, I looked around suspiciously. The bedroom was brightly lit, but I couldn't see the wizard anywhere.

"Your Highness," Eileen's trembling finger pointed to the crow, "Your Highness, do you see its eyes turning red?"

I was suddenly startled and walked up to the crow.

The crow was still tied to a long pole with a copper wire, its mouth stuffed with a large wad of cotton. But instead of its eyes being pitch black as they should have been, they were glowing red. I stared down at it with wide eyes.

In an instant, I saw the rope around the bird's beak snap. It spat out the cotton from its mouth, and the copper wire binding it also broke. The black crow transformed into a white dove.

"Your Highness, it's been a long time," I stared in disbelief, finally realizing that the gems in my room couldn't resist his magic.