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Chapter 4
ОглавлениеIn the evening, a local postman came to us and gave us a pile of papers. So he always did once a week. There, as always, there were various papers with taxes. Newspapers with news. But among them I noticed a bright envelope. He was shining from within. It definitely had magic in it. Strong magic. The envelope says from the adviser and that’s it.
– Mom, what is it?
Mother approached me sternly. Apparently she was waiting for this, but she hoped that it would not come to this. With a groaning heart, she opened the envelope. I read quickly and closed my eyes. A tear ran down her cheek. You don’t see that often.
– Daughter. You will go to the academy to study. That donkey still wanted to see you there. Your strength did not give him rest. In vain I wrote to him so that he would find a husband for you.. Study for five years and come back. The scholarship is good. You have enough for life. After graduation, the king pays each student a thousand gold coins. And he offers a position in his ministries. But you don’t agree. Come back to me right away. Enough for a new ship. We will sail away from this country, and there we will find a husband for you abroad. Maybe I’m not that old either.
She said cheerfully. She seems to have accepted what happened. I took the paper from her hand. Indeed, I’m invited to the magic academy. The carriage will arrive tomorrow evening. Do not take things with you. All expenses will be covered by the treasury. People with talent like mine are taught for free. And kept in the best conditions.
– But I have no talents. Besides, I don’t want to leave. «Although I would like to meet with the adviser. Maybe not only to meet.
– You can’t refuse. Here look. Mother pointed to the seal at the end of the letter. This is the seal of the king. We cannot disobey his orders. And then we are executed. Forgive me daughter. I started all this. I wanted to find you a husband. Maybe a butler or footman. And here’s how it all turned out.
– Don’t worry mama. I won’t get lost. I’m strong.
– I know.
We hugged and cried for a long time. Such is the share of a girl in this gloomy world.