Chapter 1
Rudyard in all his life ever thought he could ever fall for a girl who wasn't Ifrit. Especially not a mundane girl even if she was a witch she was not djinn. Her name was Lydia Stuart and she was the most amazing thing Rudyard had ever seen. She had shoulder length; raven black hair and her eyes were a dark violet. Her powers were great and her fighting skills were even greater. She had an extremely sharp mind and a tongue to match. Rudyard couldn't help but stare at her lovely features. "What on earth are you staring at Teer?" she asked in annoyance. "Nothing," replied Rudyard. He had never felt this way for any girl before and didn't want to make a fool of himself. "Hey Teer, look at that huge woman." She gestured over towards a rather large woman about to sit down. "Chair." She said this with such confidence and the object moved with her voice so when the woman sat down she fell because there was no chair under her. "Nice one Lydia, ha-ha." Snickered Rudyard, he couldn't but admire how beautiful Lydia was whenever she did something evil. Oh Lydia, you are so pretty when you laugh at the misfortune of others. I wish you could laugh more often. I hate it when you frown.