When I was back at Lady Agnue’s School for Princesses & Other Female Protagonists, I used to wonder how I would make it through an entire day of classes, magic training, and homework.
As the legendary magic flux known as the Vicennalia Aurora emerged, I wondered how I could possibly overthrow the evil king of Camelot, defeat Glinda in Oz, and get back in time to stop the antagonists from breaking out of Alderon and invading my world of Book—all in one day.
I guess that’s what good friends are for. Good friends, and magic. My epic powers to give life and take it away were getting stronger and being heightened by the Vicennalia Aurora, so I had the ammunition to challenge every obstacle and villain that came our way. However, one problem remained: How could I unleash my magic to achieve our goals and defeat our enemies while keeping the power from corrupting me?
From Merlin to the Fairy Godmother Supreme, everywhere I’d gone in recent days I’d been supplemented by powerful people who all thought they knew what I was capable of and how my morality should develop. But they didn’t understand my burden. I wanted to save all the realms that needed me; I wanted to save everyone. But could I do that and save myself from succumbing to the disease ingrained in my magic? I didn’t know.
