1.23 It Starts with Intrigue

Morgyn As far as first kisses go, this is the rare kind verging on perfect. Not a shabby way to welcome the year.  “Happy New Year, Cordelia.” I whisper when our lips part. She gets adorably flustered, which is quite rewarding on its own. But what’s even more remarkable are the sprites circling around us,... Continue Reading →

1.22 Belle of the Ball

The setting sun had painted the mountains behind the manor gold. Not that the Von Haunt Estate needed that extra gloss. Cordelia had thought the Charm house to be impressive, but the estate in front of her was something else completely. A palace fit for a princess. Of course, she did almost look like one... Continue Reading →

1.21 The Gift

The sound of the bell carried through Dandelion’s tiny kitchen surprisingly loudly. “Ho ho ho, the feast is served!” The elf called out in his finest belly voice attempt. Cordlelia chuckled to herself softly. He was being very over the top, considering Winterfest was not till tomorrow and it was only the two of them... Continue Reading →

1.20 Productive

“Where are we?” Cordelia looked around once the flash from the spell subsided. Once she’d thrown the coin into the fire, Morgyn did materialise in her little shack shortly after, but apparently had no intentions of lingering, teleporting them both away instead. She looked around. Those tall buildings around looked familiar. Of course, wouldn’t most... Continue Reading →

1.19 Easily Distracted

“You still haven’t bought anything.” Grace pointed out as the two women emerged from another shop. “That’s not how you go about Winterfest shopping…” There were a few reasons for Cordelia’s lack of spending. The first was practical; in spite of having a steady salary now, almost every penny she’d earned so far was spent... Continue Reading →

1.18 Old Times

It wasn’t long till all of Glimmerbrook was covered in snow. Cordelia felt eternally thankful for Morgyn’s gift of the magical fireplace. They weren’t wrong, she was not sure how well she would survive without it. The nights were freezing. But during the day, especially on a sunny day like this, spending time at the... Continue Reading →

1.17 The Little Match Girl

There was something magic about first snow. The conviction didn’t falter in Cordelia, even now, when she lived in an undeniably magical area in the literal sense of the word. But when the snowflakes came from the sky that evening, she couldn’t help but feel a childish giddiness. Of course, she had to think about... Continue Reading →

1.16 Dinner with the Charms

“Woah, this is where Darrel lives?” Cordelia grew wide eyed. The term Charm manor was no exaggeration. “I know, they’re loaded.” Grace confirmed like it was no big deal. “The Charms have lived in Glimmerbrook for ages. Magical bloodlines for generations. Guess that means they haven’t had much competition when it comes to making it... Continue Reading →

1.15 Unexpected Invitations

It was rare for Darrel and Emilia to show their faces in the Hex Shop these days, so when they randomly popped by towards the end of opening hours on the eve of Harvestfest, Cordelia wasn’t sure what to make of it. She hadn’t seen Emilia since the fun fair incident, and the few times... Continue Reading →

1.14 Meddling

“Darrel, did you see that?” Emilia turned to her fiancé, wide-eyed. “Isn’t that the girl Grace has been training at the shop? Cordelia?” “Yes… what of it?” Emilia frowned. Darrel was being evasive. How could he just watch what they watched without blinking an eye? “But… isn’t she in trouble? What did she even do... Continue Reading →

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