She was one of my best friends. I did love her. I would have trusted her with my life and I think she might have done the same for me - and then things changed. She discovered that she had magic - her, living right under the nose of a king who wanted to see every last shred of sorcery destroyed, a sorceress. She was scared, and angry, and other people used that to turn her into a weapon to wield against Camelot.
Could I have stopped that happening if I'd told her about my magic, if I'd helped her? I don't know. I hate that I didn't try before it was too late. I didn't enjoy trying to kill her to save the kingdom. But we've both made our choices.
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She was one of my best friends. I did love her. I would have trusted her with my life and I think she might have done the same for me - and then things changed. She discovered that she had magic - her, living right under the nose of a king who wanted to see every last shred of sorcery destroyed, a sorceress. She was scared, and angry, and other people used that to turn her into a weapon to wield against Camelot.
Could I have stopped that happening if I'd told her about my magic, if I'd helped her? I don't know. I hate that I didn't try before it was too late. I didn't enjoy trying to kill her to save the kingdom. But we've both made our choices.