Chapter 1

They do not call me by my birth name, Nikita.

Dusty.

Like the room, they have given me, like the bars on the window and door of my room. They have named me Dusty. Why?

Because I have dusty hair that reaches my bum and waves in the air whenever I walk. I love my hair. It makes me look more like my mamma. The woman who died with me in her arms. I remember her but the memory is hazy as if lying under the debris of those memories bombarded on me years after years.

I turn 18 today and according to Uncle Xavier, I am supposed to behave like a woman to be blessed by the Goddess. I know he's evil but I don't have any other family apart from him. Also, he keeps that woman, Kestrel away from me if I listen to him.

She watched my mamma die, tortured me and some part of me wants to watch her die. It makes me wonder if I am a bad person?

Listening to Xavier often includes cleaning his house, doing all the household chores; from polishing his shoes to cooking every meal for him. Earlier it was just him I used to cook for but then another person started coming to his house. He introduced this new person as his son, Xanthos. He was my cousin but I did not like the way he stared at me. The way his gaze lingered on my chest and then on my thighs.

From a very small age, I was told to keep quiet, to never talk unless told to speak; that's why I ignored Xanthos. But he kept coming to this house. He kept talking to me, touching me and then whispering things in my ears while I worked in the kitchen.

I had never really felt any intense emotions except for the pain when mamma died. I felt something in my brain, I remember that clearly. For years I couldn't recognize that feeling but once while reading a novel, a gift from Xavier for making him a roast chicken; that's where I read about the pain in the heart that some people feel when they are hurt.

Magnify that feeling with a magnifying glass and you will know what exactly I felt that day in the dark when mamma collapsed with me in her arms while that woman watched us. After that, she did something to me and I fell asleep.

But when Xanthos touches me or whispers bad things in my ears, I feel nothing but disgust. I don't like his touch, it scares me and then when he whispers those bad words in my ears, my stomach hurts. I know that feeling, I've read it in the books. It means that I am scared of him, terrified even.

I tried running away once when Xanthos put his hand inside my t-shirt and pressed at the soft flesh of my chest. It's called breasts, I learnt that later but still it hurt very bad when he squeezed them. He left bruises too. That was the first time I spoke without permission. I pushed away Xanthos and ran to Xavier. I complained to him about Xan's behaviour.

Did it do me any favours? No.

Xavier just hit Xanthos in the head and said that I am his cousin so he shouldn't think of me as a body to fuck. I didn't know the meaning of that word and I couldn't even ask them. So, I mutely stood there and watched as Xanthos glared at me for ratting him off.

Then, thinking that I have luck on my side, I asked him if I can leave the house, and what did I get in return? A clear threat is that if I ever leave this place, he will let Xanthos do whatever he wants to do to me. Which meant fuck me, that is having sex with me. Forceful sex without my permission.

At that time, I didn't even know what sex meant, so I stared at him questioningly and that was my first bad mistake. Because then, Xavier made me watch him having forceful sex with a woman.

The woman was crying all the time he did things to her. He had this huge rod like flesh, penis, it is called. All males have that private part. And all females have a vagina, I knew that much only. What's their use; I came to know that time. Yes, he penetrated his penis in the woman's vagina while pressing the woman's breasts and biting her on various parts of her body.

That's the first time, I screamed. That was my second bad mistake.

Following that mistake, Xavier pushed me into the underground room of pain. In that room, Xavier let that woman, Kestrel, inside and let her torture me with different weapons. At first, she tried something with her hands. She used to move her hands, back and forth, and then pushed them forward. Something used to blast out of her hands but it never caused me any harm.

I remember that day clearly. It was my sixteenth birthday.

"Kestrel, teach her a lesson. She needs to prepare herself when I offer her to Wulfric," uncle Xavier tells the woman as she enters the room as if gliding on the carpet. Unlike the last time I had seen her, that is, sixteen years ago; this time, I can really look at her and remember her features. So that I can exact my revenge.

I want to avenge my mamma and then get out of here and find Sascha. For that, I need to remember her face and find some way to be strong enough to take her on. I need to be able to take her on.

"She's protected," Kestrel shouts at Uncle Xavier, making him frown. I also frown, not understanding her words. How am I protected?

"What?"

"Her mother was one of the most powerful witches. She must have put a spell on her. This little bitch looks just like her mother," Kestrel says and spits on the ground. That's when I realize two things. One: That I look like my mamma and two: that my mamma was a witch. Does that mean I am too? I know what's a witch? Kestrel is one. But she's a bad woman. Was my mamma too? No, she can't be. That means I am not bad, yes?

"Then what is she?" asks Uncle Xavier and for the first time in my sixteen years, I was grateful to Uncle Xavier.

"Look at her. She's a witch. That white hair and silver eyes. She is just like her mother, a powerful witch," hisses Kestrel while she stares at me in disgust. "Let me kill her Xavier. I do not want to see her fucking face even once. I want to drink her blood."

And once again, I screamed. That was my third bad mistake.

That's it!

"What did I tell you, Dusty?" roars uncle Xavier as he marches towards me. He raises his hand and in a split second, I find myself falling back on my bum as his hand makes contact with my cheek. I wipe the blood off my lips and wince when it hurts a bit.

"What?" he asks, waiting for me to reply.

"That I shouldn't speak without permission," I reply in a monotonous voice, not wanting to provoke him anymore.

"Yes, that's good. You see, Kestrel is my friend. You made three mistakes today, so you are going to be punished. You will be trained under Kestrel to take any level of pain thrown at you. You won't scream, shout or even hiss in pain during your training. Get that?" he asks.

I stifle the urge to scream, knowing that he will hit me again if I do. So, I just nod my head, my heart beating loudly in fear of what is to come at the hands of Kestrel. She's my enemy and I am hers. The feeling is mutual but my hate for her runs deeper. She watched my mamma die and now I want to watch her die.

"What? You want me to train her? My magic doesn't work on her. How in the hell am I supposed to train her?" she asks Uncle Xavier while watching me as if I had some dirt on the kitchen counter.

"I am going to sell her to Wulfric. He has a liking for scars and bruises. Bruises will heal but scars will remain. I want you to give her scars so that they last a lifetime and give Wulfric as much pleasure as he wants when he looks at her. I want to please him to rule Recrania. She's the key to it."

Kestrel's smile widens at every word that comes out of Uncle Xavier's mouth. With every tooth that peeks out of her red lips, I feel something like dread crawl up my spine.

A loud click on the door alerts me and I blink back that painful memory. That was the first time, I had cried. Knowing that my cousin wants to have forceful sex with me, then the woman getting raped in front of me, then Kestrel putting her hands on me; all those events finally broke me and I cried.

The most shameful thing was that Kestrel had sneaked in and watched me cry for the first time. Later she stood above me, and then laughed at my misery. "You are a soft little witch, aren't you?" she had said.

Pushing that horrible memory to the back of my mind, I focus on the person who's pushing the door to my prison, aka room. I wait with bated breath and then release a sigh when their maid, Lily, walks into the room.

"Dusty. Master has sent me to get you ready for the evening. We are having an important guest at the castle tonight," she says softly and then walks toward me, pulling me up by my elbow.

She motions me to sit in the chair in front of the mirror. I do as she says just because I do not want new scars on my birthday. It's Sascha's birthday too. The thought flits past my mind and I wonder where my sister is. Is she okay? Is she alive? Is she being loved by someone?

I feel helpless when I think of my own situation. I am unable to help myself then how am I supposed to find Sascha? Sending a quick prayer to the Moon Goddess, I sit still for Lily to make my face look brighter and shinier.

Xavier found me of use only after I was tall enough to reach the kitchen counter. Before then, I was just a pest in his big house, so he put Lily on me as my nanny and she was the one who taught me a lot of things. She taught me to read, write a bit and then speak also. She told me about humans and supernaturals and the Moon Goddess, too.

She was the one to tell me that the woman who gives birth to you is called a mamma and that woman's husband or mate is your papa. At the mention of my papa, I remember a man. He was tall and very broad-chested. He had kissed my mamma and hugged her with me and Sascha pressed between them. I remember only this much about my papa.

My eyes start watering at the thought of my parents. They are no longer alive. I know that Kestrel has a role in their death but I also know that there must be some other person involved with her. As far as I remember from the book of Recrania's history, my parents were Prince Lucian and Princess Evanora. I am Princess Nikita Vlček and my sister is Sascha Vlček. We are the two daughters of my parents and therefore, the rightful people to rule over Recrania's werewolf community.

Lily was a very kind woman to tell me stories about my mamma and papa. She also told me that I had a big brother. Anton was his name. But he died the day my parents did. Sascha and my birthday is the day when our parents and brother died.

This news makes me feel guilty as if somehow our birth was the reason why our mamma was weak and our papa was worried about all of us. That's why they were unable to survive and, in those events, we lost our brother.

I now know that I am a witch and that my mamma was one, too. My papa was a werewolf. Sascha is like him and our brother Anton was too. My family was murdered because a rogue had attacked the castle. That rogue's name is Xavier. He had some feud with my grandpa Adrian but in the end, he won.

Lily has been very kind to me, to tell me all stories about my parents and my brother who had some powers from my mamma and was a wolf like my papa. I am not a wolf but a witch because I don't sense any presence in my mind. But Sascha, she is a wolf.

Lily doesn't know about my real name nor does she know about Sascha. And I haven't uttered her name even once in my eighteen years of life. If they know, they'll hunt her down and then torture her too. She's my elder sister but only by a few minutes. And she won't know anything about us because she's not a witch. She doesn't have this gift of remembering everything that has happened around me since my birth.

She will have her wolf; she'll be physically strong but I am mentally much stronger than her. To survive in this hellish ruined castle, a strong mind will help me. A strong body will be bruised and battered under their torture but my mind is safe from them because my mamma put a protection spell on me.

A giggle leaves me at this thought and I quickly put a hand on my mouth, not wanting anyone to know that I do smile. My mamma is dead but her magic still holds true and solid. That indeed shows that my mom won in the end. She didn't let any of her daughters be tortured to death.

I don't have my own powers but Lily told me once that the bracelet that I've been forced to wear since I was a newborn is made of Lead Silver. It doesn't allow witches to wield their magic. So, if I have any powers, I wouldn't know of it unless this bracelet is removed from my hand.

I had tried to remove it once but then it doesn't come out and then it hurt a bit when I continued touching it. Even now it hurts my wrist where the bracelet lies, sending shards of slight needles poking into my skin from time to time.

"...are you listening to me Dusty?" Lily snaps her fingers in front of my face. I sigh and resist the urge to correct her about my name. My name is Nikita. It has more meaning to it than the word Dusty will ever have, but I control myself.

What do you all say? Ah, choose your battles. This is not mine. I will know when the time comes.

"Yes, I am listening. I will not speak unless spoken to. I will only nod my head if asked a question. I won't look into anyone's eyes. I will keep my head bowed because my eyes are very nasty to look at," I repeat her words robotically. My eyes are not nasty but Xavier likes to treat me badly.

Lily nods her head and then pats me on the head as if I am some sort of a dog. I read once that a dog is rewarded by its master when it does as commanded to do. Am I a dog? No, I am their slave. And I know that today is the day when Xavier will introduce me to Wulfric. That man, if he likes me, will buy me from Xavier and then be his ally.

Xavier will hand me over to Wulfric and Wulfric will in return hand over some important thing that Xavier wants. He has had his eyes on it for a few years now. He was talking about it to Kestrel but then realized that I was hearing so he immediately shut up. I wanted to hear more but didn't react otherwise he would've hit me again.

"Get up, child. Put on these shoes. And if Mr Wulfric tries touching you, let him. Do not, I repeat, do not under any circumstances go still under his touch. He will think that you are not cooperating and then he might rape you there itself. Please be careful and let him touch you. He might let you go without taking you tonight. When you go to his mansion, then also you are always supposed to give him access to your body. Understand?"

My eyes burn and my head throbs with a need, there is this urge to do something. My hands tremble with this urge and I raise them in front of my eyes. The veins of my hands are visible now and they are... throbbing?

"Dusty?" Lily scolds me.

"Yes, I do understand all of it," I whisper but my voice sounds different, too. I think Lily notices it because she closes her eyes for a minute and then her eyes open to show the tears in them.

"Your voice, it has changed. Your mom had the same lilt to it," she whispers in what I think is a wonder. My lips lift in a smile thinking that I resemble my mamma. I want to become like her. To be a good person.

Before she can speak anymore, Xavier knocks on the door and enters the next moment without even bothering to ask if I am decent. I've stopped calling him Uncle, in my mind at least. He has this rule of me calling him Uncle. Might be some fetish of his, I think because he's only capable of that.

"Come on, Dusty. The guest has arrived," he says and then offers his hand for me to take. I hesitate only for a second and then take a deep breath. I will have to endure this night to survive.

As Xavier pulls me out of my room and into the great hall of this castle, the only one which doesn't resemble a dungeon, I notice the decorations made. It looks like Xavier will celebrate if I am taken by Wulfric.

Closing my eyes for a second, I take a deep breath to calm myself. I know it will hurt to be touched that way. But if I don't let him do that, Xavier will allow Kestrel to torture me and then I will have to feel the humiliation of my mamma's murderer torturing me and laughing in my face. If I keep this Wulfric happy, maybe he'll be lenient on me?

It's like being trapped in between a rock and a hard place.

The Goddess should support me today. If she doesn't, I might end up being dead. And I can't be, I want to meet Sascha and tell her that she has a sister. I want to spend some time with her. Then I think, I can die. But not now, not yet.

"Be a good girl and I might reward you," says Xavier as we step off the staircase.

"Yes, Uncle Xavier," I reply only because he would pinch me if I didn't.

"Good."

We walk a little further where a few people have gathered. I look from under my lashes since I am not allowed to raise my head. There are all males here. They look well-dressed from the looks of their polished shoes and clean pants.

"Good evening, Gentlemen. My friend Wulfric, meet my Dusty. She has been prepared for you, as a special gift of friendship," says Xavier and then pushes me a little in front of him. I stand still with my head bowed and my hands held in front of me, laying over the white dress's soft material.

A few seconds pass by and then I see a pair of shoes in front of me. I take in short breaths, not wanting to let him smell my fear. I don't know what species he is so I try to not show my fear. Werewolves can smell fear and they like that smell. I just hope Wulfric is not a werewolf but I can't sense this.

"A real beauty, isn't she? Just like her mother."

That voice. That voice is so familiar. Have I heard it before? I can't recall but I feel that I have heard it. Wait, he said mother. Does that mean that he knew of my mother?

"Yes, she is," replies Xavier and I can almost hear his thoughts of malice.

I hold my breath when a feel a touch on my hair. The man or whoever it is, runs his fingers over my hair, from the root to the tip. Unfortunately, the tip of my hair is near my breast which causes his fingers to wander over my breasts where I watch his fingers poke into my skin through the thin fabric of this dress.

A gasp leaves from my throat when the touch causes me pain and I shiver in dread. My hands raise a bit and I cover my waist in fear. My eyes close when the finger starts moving towards the valley in between my breasts. I can literally feel the man's breath against my temple as he peeks in through the gap that his finger created between my breasts and the dress. He pulls my dress further so that he can peek and see my chest.

He can even see my areolas now. That's why I wasn't allowed to wear a bra, I realize as I close my eyes to escape this ordeal.

"Ah," the man gasps and then all of a sudden, I am not being touched by him. "She's ripe for the plucking, isn't she?

"Yes, Wulfric," Xavier answers with ill-concealed glee.

"Where should I take her then?" he asks and I almost choke on my breath. As softly as possible, I clear my throat and desperately plead to the Goddess to be with me. But Xavier's reply crushes all my hopes.

"I have prepared a special room for the deflowering, Wulfric," says Xavier and immediately my heart starts pounding. It beats so fast that I am scared, I might die of a heart attack instead. Won't it be less painful?

"Wonderful."

"In return, you will give me something as promised," says Xavier, his voice slightly stern.

I quickly peek through my lashes to look at the man, Wulfric. I can only see his hands since he's very tall. He waves his hand nonchalantly.

"You'll get it. Do not disturb me for the next week," he says and once again my heart starts pounding. One week? Will he force himself on me for a week? Will I be alive after that?

"Sure, Wulfric. Enjoy your gift, thoroughly. Kestrel has personally carved her for you. As per your liking."

"Oh, really? Then I must see her completely before taking her," replies Wulfric and then I hear his evil laugh. It is so eerie that I find myself dreading this upcoming week. Only if I could disappear from here.

"Come on, flower," says Wulfric and then pulls at my hands, causing me to remove them from my waist and then he holds my hand tight in his cold ones. They are cold, very cold. Deadly even. Is he a vampire?

However, my question is answered when he pulls me close enough that my body is plastered on his and then in the next few seconds, I find myself being taken to that special room. He ran that fast, I am sure of it. But soon, my fear overtakes my senses and I feel my heart and brain throbbing at the severity of what's going to happen to me.

Not allowing myself to be broken down, I push back my emotions and let Wulfric touch me. He has a blade in his hands which he uses to cut open my dress in the middle, parting it so that my breasts, stomach, belly and then my legs; everything becomes visible to his evil hungry eyes.

"A delight to see," he murmurs and then I feel the dress being thrown away. He undresses too and neatly folds his clothes on the nearby chair.

"Let's begin the party," he says and so it begins.

The beginning of my awakening.

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I entered the room with fear clogging my veins and I am exiting the same room with determination to end the existence of every single person who put me through this hell.

I stay still as the pain runs through my veins, paralyzing me to the core. It hurts even if I move my fingers.

Wulfric stands towering over me, surveying my naked body and then whispers, "we left one small place to carve you?"

He points to my wrist and I find him staring at the bracelet covering it.

"Shall we remove it?"

Oh, Goddess! Is this your way of supporting me?

I don't respond. I haven't, even a single time he has asked me a question in the past 6 days. Today's the seventh and the last one. As expected, he tusks and then with a blade removes the band of Lead Silver covering my wrist.

I want to weep in joy as I feel renewed strength pour into my body.

The whoosh of air in the closed room is so eerie but I don't feel fear. Not now. Not when I am summoning my powers. For the first time in my 18 years, I feel good. I can breathe deeply and feel the air running through my lungs.

My mind wakes up. I wake up.

Wulfric gasps in shock as I sit up on the bed, bloody and sore from his torture. He didn't just rape me; he mutilated my body as per his liking. Had I been a human, I would've died on the first day itself. But I am a witch, my mamma's daughter, and this monster's death. I won't die before he does, that I promise myself today. Even if I don't kill him today; someday, I will. I definitely will.

"What are you?"

"Your nightmare?" I speak for the first time and even to my own ears, my voice sounds different, it's too melodious.

Wulfric's red eyes widen in shock as he watches my body heal in front of him. I feel rejuvenated with all the buzzing in my body. It's healing and it's reenergizing. I can feel my hands buzzing with the need to smack into him.

As if on instinct, I raise my hands. Once again, I see the veins in my hands and they are throbbing, too. However, this time, my hands move, with my palms facing Wulfric. I pull my hand back and then with a force push it forward. As soon as I do that, a stream of fire escapes from my bare hands and lands on Wulfric's penis.

I watch him scream in shock and pain as fire engulfs his lower body and threatens to burn his balls. At the same time, I watch him, let his pain wash over me. I feel his pain, yes, I do, very clearly. I can make out what's going on in his mind as he struggles to diffuse the fire off of his body.

Soon the fire turns out and I frown when I see that his penis is fine, just toasty but fine. It's twitching, too. His thighs though are another story. The smell of burnt flesh makes me want to cough.

"Bitch has got claws, huh?" he snarls at me and then gets up on his feet, once again towering over me.

He marches forward and then raises his hand to slap me but I anticipate that move. Wanting to disappear from here, I close my eyes and suddenly I feel myself moving.

Gasping in surprise, I open my eyes to see that I am now standing behind Wulfric. I am no longer standing in front of him.

Oh my! Did I teleport like Kestrel?

Yes!!! I did.

I am revelling in my newfound powers when Wulfric pulls me by the hair and then I feel the rush of air as he runs through the halls of Xavier's castle-like dungeon.

"Xavier!" Wulfric roars causing me to cover my ears. I try to escape his hold but he has somehow put the Lead Silver bracelet back on my skin, making it difficult to use my magic.

"You are early, Wulfric," says Xavier as he walks out of his room and looks down at us. As soon as his eyes land on me and then on Wulfric, he frowns.

"You gave me a witch for deflowering," Wulfric declares while Kestrel walks in from the other side of the halls. It's defiling! I want to scream that thought but keep quiet due to the buzzing sensations running through my body.

The moment I see her, I see red. A haze of anger and pent up hatred courses through my vein and I raise my hands to blast her with my fire stream.

For a moment, I see her entire body engulfed in flames and I smile at her pain. I feel her pain too. It brings me pure pleasure to watch her like that.

"You witch," Xavier roars and then is in front of me in a second. He ceases my hands in his but I burn his hands too. Cursing under his breath, he walks back, allowing Kestrel to walk towards me.

Her eyes are black, her rage clear but it doesn't scare me. If only, it fuels my own rage.

"Did she break that bracelet?" she asks instead, looking at Wulfric.

"No, I did. Her wrist wasn't scarred so I broke it to put scars on her wrist and then she moved. She healed right in front of my eyes," explains Wulfric, his confusion seeping into his voice.

"She has found her powers now. A small bracelet won't keep them inside. We have to chain her," instructs Kestrel and I panic.

Looking around, I push Xavier off me and imagine a place where I wanted to be. Imagining my room, in the next two minutes, I find myself in the room. Quickly opening my wardrobe, I find my black gown, the one which fully covers my body.

Just as I am done wearing it, I am pulled back by someone and slapped hard on my cheek.

"You bitch, now you've grown claws huh?" Xavier roars and then slaps me once again. I struggle in the hold, pushing him but he's too strong. And with all the energy pumping through my body, I am clueless about this all.

"Take her, Kestrel. She's buzzing with her magic. She's going to erupt. Chain her before she does," Xavier instructs Kestrel and in seconds, I find myself being teleported to some dark place inside the dungeon.

"No!" I scream when I feel those Lead Silver chains being wrapped around me and my hands. The chains are bound to the wall and I am wrapped up in them. My hands are bound by thick chains directly embedded in the wall whereas my body is circled with the chains. These chains are coiled along my arms and body, while I try to pull at the chains locked on my wrists.

"It won't be of any use," whispers Kestrel, once again her smug face laughing at me. I scream at her, my rage fueling my body and I hurl myself forward.

"Try me, you monster," I scream at her and feel a tiny bit of satisfaction when her eyes widen in shock.

"She'll erupt. Subdue her!" commands Xavier who's now standing beside Kestrel. Wulfric, now wearing pants, stands beside Xavier looking at me as if I am some sort of a puzzle.

"How will you do that?" Wulfric asks looking at me and then at Kestrel.

"Watch me," she says and then cuts her palm. I don't know what she's doing so I just watch her.

She then slowly walks toward me and then picks up my palm. She cuts my palm and I wince, not understanding her motive. I know that she's doing something bad so I struggle as much as I can but the chains constrict around my neck now, cutting off my air supply.

"What..." I whisper but am cut off when suddenly my legs give up and I land on my knees. All of a sudden, I feel my energy drain and then I feel hollow. Like I did before that bracelet was cut off from my wrist.

I lift my head to look at Kestrel's evil face as she smiles down at me sinisterly. The pain that I had put in the back of my mind comes rushing back and I collapse on the ground. With every breath that I take, I feel the heaviness in my body take over me and a haze covers my mind, numbing my senses.

"There, there, baby girl. You'll get used to it," she says and then pats me on the head before kissing me on the head. I want to snap at her, spit on her face in disgust but my mind is numb.

"Oh, and thank you for your powers, my little fire witch," she murmurs in my ear just before disappearing. I close my eyes or my eyes close on their own, I don't know but I just hang inside my mind, hurt and too tired to do anything.

I have completely forgotten about the two men but am alerted about their presence when one of them speaks.

"Now what?" asks Wulfric and my lips curl on their own accord. I remember every bit of pain that he inflicted on me but I am so tired that I can't even move a finger.

"I'll prepare someone else for you," whispers Xavier and I want to spit at him in disgust.

"No, I don't want anyone else. I want someone who can take me and my rough ways. Like how she did. Look at her, if she's given time to heal; I can take her again and maybe she'll be my slave forever. What do you think?"

"No, Wulfric. She's a witch and too powerful. Once she's out of those chains, her powers will return to her. Now, Kestrel wields her power through the blood bond but once she's out of those chains, she will call it back to her and then it wouldn't be good for any of us. I suggest you let me gift you some other woman," suggest Xavier.

"I can't take a human, they are fragile and those female werewolves, they are too weak. They can't take me without bleeding and then they are so weak that can't even open their eyes," complains Wulfric.

"Then I'll find some way to make those wolf females compliant enough for you to take," replies Xavier.

"I can give you only a few days' time."

"Okay, I'll appoint someone on it. We'll work something out," replies Xavier and then I hear some steps.

Soon the footsteps fade and I finally let sleep take over my body. However, the weird conversation plays in my mind for a long time. What is Wulfric's part of the deal? And why is Xavier so desperate for it?

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