It’s been quite some time since they all found Melantha Frost’s body in the lake. It was all hushed, as the officials of the school were still mum about what is going on. Even his father, the professor of Ancient Magic and Language, was telling him nothing. Isaiah grew increasingly frustrated, his books lying around him as he attempts to find out what could have happened to her. He was already checking so many old texts, containing many different curses, but he found nothing with effects that match what he had seen before, on that day.
He looked up at the person walking past, and stole himself to ask them the question that’s been burning through his mind. He was hesitating, but quickly decided that he really needed to know. Before the person could get any farther, he called after them, “Hey, sorry, but have you heard anything about the girl they found on the lake, Melantha Frost?”
Fey stopped dead in her tracks when she heard that name. She hadn’t even been paying attention to the rest, his question jumbled in with the rest of the world’s noise, distant from her busy thoughts, so all she heard was Melantha Frost echoing in her ears.
She had been trying her best not to think about that situation. Luckily, she had left before the mess that day, but it still got under her skin to think about how that girl might have died. She was keeping herself pretty preoccupied with schoolwork instead. She was hoping to head back to her room and bury herself in a good book... But that name.
As she turned to face the guy who spoke, she tried to keep her expression empty of the fear that had rushed through her, instead forcing herself to focus on confusion.
“Sorry, what did you say?”
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