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to see the other students and professors again.

I looked down at the crown and took another deep breath, and a smile broke across my face when I looked at the women and gripped the crown even tighter.

“Let’s go home,” I said.

Chapter 18

“How will we return, master?” Circe asked as she looked at the decaying bodies, the burned serpens, and the blood-toned sky.

“We can shadow port back,” Vanessa remarked with her chin raised. “Now that the holy kingdom is no longer a part of Samara’s power and the barrier is down, we can use our magic to travel back to Scholomance. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Are you ready to return to your roots, Samara?” Akira asked in a surprisingly kind voice.

“I-I’m not sure,” the golden-haired woman responded as she stared at all the women. Her face was blank, and for a moment, she looked like a lost little girl. “It’s been a very, very long time… and I’ve spilled so much of your blood since then.”

“Well, now that you’ve decided to return to the right side,” Penelope said in a perky voice, “you will be welcomed back because of our master’s mercy. I know it’s difficult, but try not to worry too much about your past transgressions.”

“But… your students have died because of me,” Samara carefully pointed out. “Will I truly be accepted? If you’d rather kill me, I’d ask you to do it now. I don’t want to go through a trial just to be burned at the stake--”

“We’re not going to kill you, and students die all the time,” Nyx said with a slightly forced shrug. “I mean, for hell’s sake, you can die from being late to class, so I’m sure they will get over the idea quickly.”

“Besides,” Vanessa said in a more confident tone, “if you’re going to be a part of Cole’s coven, the entire academy will not only accept you but also give you the utmost respect. Cole is the most powerful witch behind Scholomance walls. No one dares to question his supremacy nor his decisions. Believe me, I’ve tried.”

“I can finally see why,” the beautiful woman replied before she fixed her ocean-hued eyes upon me. “I just wish to S-Satan it hadn’t taken me this long to see the truth. I feel like I’ve wasted so many years following and believing a lie, the lie that the elder lord truly cared for me. And all the blood I’ve spilled, there’s no way for me to take it back--”

“That doesn’t matter now,” I reassured her, and when I placed a hand on her shoulder, I could feel her body tense up. “We have all three artifacts now, and I will enact the spell to make you one of mine. You’ll be under my unholy protection, and once unholy magic flows you, you’ll be feeling much better, I guarantee it.”

“Well, with that being said,” Vanessa added in a firm voice. “Let’s make that happen, shall we? Everyone, please gather around in a circle and join hands. Quickly now. Satan only knows what’s going to happen to this blood-soaked kingdom now.”

We quickly did as the professor asked, and when Samara’s hand touched mine, I could feel her unstable energy slide up my body. She was an ocean of emotions, and I sensed her fear, confusion, and curiosity as if it were my own. She knew I could sense her aura, and when she looked at me, a small smile crept across her face before she lowered her eyes. I knew she was embarrassed about her behavior, but soon, she’d forget all about it.

Once she was officially mine, and I was pumping my seed deep into her beautiful body.

The familiars gathered around us, and when everyone was in tight formation, Vanessa closed her eyes and uttered a familiar spell I’d been longing to hear for quite some time now.

“Hos parere imperio!” the professor roared.

Suddenly, we were all wrapped up in a thick cloud of purple smoke, and in seconds, I could feel my sore body twisting and turning through space and time. It took several minutes, and when the dizzying sensation came to a sudden stop, I took in a deep breath and looked all around me. At first, my vision was blurred, but when everything came back to life, I realized we were back in the banquet hall of our beloved Scholomance academy.

It wasn’t empty, though. Every single table was adorned with various plates of food, multiple pitchers of wine, and burning candelabras. We stood in the middle of the grand hall, and when I looked around, I saw all the students were seated at their respective tables. Then their eyes fell upon us, and thunderous applause rang through the grand hall as a chorus of whistles and cheers filled the air.

My heart hammered and swelled with pride as I looked at the vast ocean of witches, and when my gaze fixated on the professors’ table, my smile widened even more. Each professor was on their feet and clapping for us with the proudest smiles on their faces. Music was playing from the ghost orchestra, and a fire was burning from the candle chandelier hanging above us. The room was warm, and it smelled of delicious food mingled with the scent of perfume and roses.

Then my eyes fell upon the Headmistress, and I studied her from head to toe. I had missed her dearly, and I didn’t even realize just how much until I looked upon her gorgeous face and slender form. She was dressed in a lovely but simple black velvet gown with pearl buttons and a low-cut neckline. She wore a gold necklace with an emerald gem and matching earrings, and her long dark hair was loose, which was rare for her. Her pale-blue eyes shimmered with joy and pride when she looked at me and then at her daughter, and she

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