My ice hasn't come out for hours. That was a good start. It wasn't hard thinking about Drevon, as he was always on my mind.
Diana was right, Drevon's my anchor. However, I still needed to be in control, which meant being able to turn my powers on and off at will. Solely relying on my feelings will be tricky in any circumstances.
I stretched my hands to the goblet on the table, taking deep breaths as I closed my eyes briefly.
Come on…work! Please?
I have been at this for a long time and waited for that moment. Will it ever come?
"She's been at this for a while."
"Your Grace is trying her best. I'm sure she'll get it this time."
"Or not, she's not trying hard enough."
"I can barely concentrate with all that whispering!" I snapped, clenching my fist, and the goblet finally turned to ice.
"Oh, look, she did it."
"Only because you're vexing!"
