1775 Recurring Problem (Part 1)

Kelia's appetite never seemed to wane but her plate kept filling itself so she didn't care. After a while, when the pain was completely gone and her hunger under control, she started to question the nature of her miraculously convenient new friend.

"Are you my fairy godmother?" She asked.

'Your fairy godfather, to be precise.' Dusk replied.

"Yeah, right. Then where have you been my whole life?" Kelia said with a sneer.

She was one of the many orphans of the Empire. She had no idea if her parents had died or if her mother had abandoned her. All she knew was that once she had turned eight and the light in her eyes had remained deep orange, her life had been turned upside down.

The Empire took great care of its kids, hoping they would grow to be powerful mages. The orphanages were state-of-the-art facilities where the kids were well-fed, schooled, and nurtured.