—Don’t worry, your maiden honor interests me the least. But magic... you are an interesting person, Amy. - I am Emilrin! - blurted out the charming girl, trying to cover her neckline with her hands. - There is not a drop of magic in our entire family, and even more so in me. What a stubborn one! Adrian with cat-like grace reached forward, grabbed the girl by the wrist and demonstrated the already fairly dimmed fiery ligature, appearing in an ornate pattern on porcelain skin. - Then maybe you can tell me what it is? - Oh