Briar winced at the volume of her father's voice as he refused to allow the family of three, with one on the way if the rounding belly of the mother was anything to go by, to stay at their inn. She hated that he was so damned narrow minded about those who were magical. It was part of the reason why she kept her own secret so close to her heart.
She discovered that she had magic herself only two summers ago, and because she was magic, she knew then that she was adopted. Neither of her parents were magic. No one in their family was either.
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