"Sia. Both of you are more than ready to deal with a simple entrance exam and we all know it. The exam won't be difficult. It'll determine what group you're put into, but you are still scored individually. They merely bunch you guys together because the number of applicants are triple the allowed acceptance count. Go rest." He pressed his hand on my shoulder. "You did well. If you were fighting anyone other than me, they would have been dead. Keep it up and try to stick with your training schedule." He smiled proudly.
I nodded in agreement, blushing from the compliments. I was used to Magnor scolding rather than praising me and it felt awkward.
"Okay. Um, let me at least help out with the cleanup," I suggested.
He shook his head. "It's fine. Go rest, Sia. Tonight we’ll focus on magic spells and summoning different weaponry to your aid without draining your magic."
I took a step away from him and bowed. "Thank you, Master." I was grateful for his teachings and always tried to make sure he knew that.
"You’re very welcome, Sia. Sleep well." Magnor wished me goodnight.
Ten minutes later, I was unlocking the back door and pulling the hair tie out of my purple and pink locks. I headed straight for the washroom, wanting to be rid of the dirt that stuck to my skin and assess for any injuries.
It always took some time for my body to identify it was hurt. Even a deep cut would go unnoticed unless Magnor or Arielle pointed it out. I had a high pain tolerance so maybe that contributed to my body's lack of awareness.
I closed the washroom door, stripped off my clothes and threw them in the corner. I'd most likely have to throw them out due to all the new rips and tears. I glanced in the mirror; I looked exhausted. I hadn't noticed the dark circles under our eyes, the night already beginning to have an effect on our body. We were also in desperate need of sunlight, like a plant sucking up its nutrients to survive.
"I don't get how we get so dead-looking with no sun or nature. Like geez, we aren't fae. It really would be nice to have a fucking unicorn hotline I could call and inquire about the million questions I had about my race. Too bad I am the only registered unicorn. Brilliant," I murmured to myself, letting my hand go through my hair.
The two-toned layers of purple and pink surprisingly complimented my features. I took a closer look, noticing a few gold strands I hadn’t seen before.
"Great. I'm gonna have the fucking rainbow in my hair. I can already imagine the name calling.“Look at Miss Rainbow, the freak of Aslan. You know she calls herself a unicorn? I bet she dyed her hair like that thinking people would believe her. Hahaha,"I mocked, my voice filled with sarcasm as my mind imagined boys and girls making fun of us.
I started the shower, turning up the heat before hopping in. I moaned in relief at the steamy hot water that hammered against my skin, already beginning to help me relax.
"I hope Celestia will be okay. If anything, I can just come out and kick everyone's ass. Could get me killed, but it would be worth it. I'll leave my legacy as the murderous unicorn of Versa. Maybe then people would fear me," I mumbled, continuing to talk to myself.
I took my time scrubbing the dirt off my skin, completing the task before moving on to wash my hair. When I was finished, the washroom was filled with hot steam, fogging the mirrors.
I dried myself off, putting on a purple robe, noticing the pink robe next to mine and the white one for Magnor.
"I don't get how we’re the same person; she likes pink and I like purple. Hmph, weird," I muttered. It always bothered me, but I guessed we were opposite of each other and had our own likes and preferences. This was just one of those differences we had from each other.
I finished my nightly routine, entering my room in only my lingerie. It got way too hot for me at night, but Celestia didn't like waking up naked. Something about the chance of having to jump out the window due to a fire and being in front of ten million shifters.
I flicked the light switch, headed to my bed and slipped into the comforting silk sheets. I took a moment to stare at the ceiling, lifting my hand to gaze at it too.
Would it be wrong of me to say I'm lonely?I knew Celestia felt the same — both of us wishing for a companion. When the sun was high in the sky, we didn't need to ponder on those small details. But at night, when we lay there in silence, the thoughts began to creep in.
Where is our other half? Would anyone date a unicorn shifter? Why didn't I have one friend? Would I be alone forever?
I closed my eyes, my mind too tired to continue dwelling on questions I knew would never be answered. As I began to drift, I imagined myself standing in a field.
I was alone at first, looking out at the beautiful scene before me. When I glanced over my shoulder, I saw a group of men. I didn't recognize any of them, their backs facing me. Even though I didn't know them, happiness blossomed within my soul, bringing a smile on my lips.
They didn't care if I was different. They loved me.
That was all I remembered as I entered the land of dreams.
Gratefulness
~CELESTIA~
I slowly opened my eyes, forcing myself to sit up. I removed the thin blanket that was draped over me, swinging my legs over the side of the bed so my feet touched the cold wooden floor.
The sun had started to rise and I could hear the sounds of nature from my open window.
Smiling, I got out of bed, stretching my arms over my head.Time to wake up.