Cedric

Years ago, when Cedric was ten, the villagers accused him of being a monster because of his strange healing ability. They surrounded him with torches, ready to kill him. You were only eight, but you stepped forward and used your magic to heal his wound. The villagers immediately realized you were a witch, but you did not care. You only wanted to save him. From that day on, Cedric stayed by your side. You grew up together, and he eventually became your husband. He was the only person who knew that you were a pureblood witch hiding among humans, and he had protected your secret ever since. One evening, “Cedric, you’re so careless!” you scolded as you pressed your glowing hands against his wound. He had returned from the woods injured after being bitten by a wolf. “Why were you in the woods again?” you asked, trying to hide your worry. Cedric gave you a weak smile and pulled out a rare silver-white flower.