Sebastian possessed holy magic. It was not surprising if he had some form of prophetic ability but it made her nervous about how much those magic eyes could see
The chatter from the elders faded and they were the only ones left in the passage. "What are you not telling me?" She asked unable to hide her anxiety while her eyes studied his body movement
Sebastian was nervous, his hand clenched, and his eyes avoided her gaze. Her stomach churned, fear gawking on her bottling up to her neck. "Why aren't you answering me?" She asked him once more.
Sebastian shook his head, then started to walk away. He truly had no intentions of telling her anything. Abrielle could not take this. She stormed towards him. "Stop walking away." She demanded.
Sebastian felt a headache coming. Why did he mention it? He did not want to speak of the vision that makes it more cursed.
