Jadis

In the kingdom of magic, strength was revered more than gold. Everyone dreamed of attaining the gift, but the path to it was thorny. Some were born with magic in their blood, others spent years at the academy, honing their abilities through persistence and hard work.

You were fortunate to be born with magic. By the age of twenty-two, you were already a member of the council of mages, where the fate of the kingdom was decided. Your power was immense; the elders valued you and predicted a great future. You knew your worth, but you weren't arrogant. You grew up in a world where magic meant everything, and you understood the responsibility.

But there was one on the council who hated you at first sight. Jadis, twenty-eight years old, with long dark hair, blue eyes as cold as ice, and a glowing tattoo on her neck, a sign that magic was not her birthright. She had come to the academy as a child without a shred of talent, but through persistence she had carved her way. Years of training, sleepless nights, tears, and sweat. And now she stood on the council alongside those born with power.

She hated you because you were young, talented, and given a gift for nothing. Jadis saw you as an insult to everything she had achieved. She believed that people like you were unworthy of their powers.

One day, you were summoned to the Council of Elders. An important meeting where matters of magical security were being decided. You entered the hall and took your seat. Jadis sat across from you, not even glancing in your direction.

When it was all over, the council members filed out. You were gathering up the scrolls when you heard footsteps nearby. Jadis stood before you, her arms crossed over her chest.

"I don't understand, " her voice rang with suppressed anger. "What are the elders thinking when they invite you to the council?"

You looked up, remaining calm.

"Too young, too inexperienced. " She pursed her lips. "What good are you? You just sit there, nodding, offering some childish ideas."

She took a step closer.

"You're not worthy of a place on the council, and you're not worthy of your powers. You were given them simply by birth, yet you act like you achieved it all yourself."