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emptiness and deep despair.
    I wake up crying, feeling burning tears on my cheeks and
my hands trembling, as if from freezing cold. Nightmare, nightmare again...
    “Eileen, Eileen! It’s all right, you had a dream,”
trying to reassure me, says Amanda.
    “Yes, just a dream,” I say in a barely audible voice.
“Just a dream,” I repeat silently to myself, trying to calm down my furiously
beating heart and restore my breathing.
    “How long have we been flying?” I ask Alexis.
    “We are almost there. You’ve slept for almost the entire
flight. Amanda and I were just about to wake you up when you started to cry. Is
everything all right, Eileen?” she asked anxiously.
    “Yes,” I said, thinking how good it was to be awake
again. I didn’t want to fall asleep and see more nightmares. The echoes of
emptiness and despair were still inside of me.
     
    Chapter 4. In
expectation of the meeting ( Christian)
     
    I was back in my room again. I wanted to talk to Alexis
but she was gone. When I came to her office, Beatrice - her secretary, said
that Alexis went to Norfield to accompany my sister and Eileen Clark on their
way.
    The news that Eileen could be one of the Fairey family
members was, to say the least, shocking . As far as I knew, the Fairey
clan always extended only through the male line, and a woman could get the name
of Fairey, only by marrying one of them. So it was with my mother. The only
known exception to this rule was the birth of my sister Amanda.
    While Alexis was away, I decided to go to the library to
read Neroma - a book of the history and family trees of all the founders of
Dever. Unfortunately, I didn’t find anything that could explain my assumptions
concerning Eileen’s origin, so I returned to my room.
    I didn’t know Eileen well. Despite the fact that she was
my sister’s best friend, we meet rarely. Before coming to Dever I spent most of
the school year in France, in a private school, and on holidays I usually
traveled together with my friends. Amanda and my parents often visited me in
Paris, so I spent, maybe, two weeks per year in Norfield.
    Many times I had heard from Amanda about what a
wonderful friend Eileen was. I also knew that she liked music and, again,
according to Amanda, played the piano very beautiful. Since I liked playing
myself, it was always interesting for me to meet people who shared my passion
for music.
    And yet... Something about that girl, Eileen , a
familiar stranger, fascinated me. Her bright, turquoise eyes, her radiant smile
and the ringlets of her blond hair that seemed to be silk even in the photo.
Looking at her picture, I felt some weird warmth and calm that in itself was
quite strange, considering the fact that I saw Eileen just a few times in my
life.
    My thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock. Hiding a
photo in a book lying on the table, I opened the door. On the threshold was
my... Don’t even know how better to say - a girlfriend ? At least, Vanessa
would call herself so.
    “Christian, darling, Beatrice asked me to tell you that
your sister and Alexis may arrive at any moment. She is waiting for you in her
office, so hurry up,” smiling sweetly, said Vanessa. “Sorry, I can’t meet
Amanda with you, I need to be at the prefects meeting in ten minutes,” she
added, chasing a light kiss on my lips before leaving.
    “Wonderful news!” I thought to myself, closing the door.
I can’t say that I didn’t like Vanessa, no, rather she irritated me a little by
her obsession.
    In my twenties I couldn’t remember a single case of
serious, long-term relations. I was too focused on other things - my education,
my desire to become one of the best Keepers, my determination to become
Wizardy. In short, there wasn’t enough time for all this romantic nonsense.  Of
course, I visited some of the hundreds of Dever’s parties. Sometimes. All the
students here had the right to live as they wanted, considering their being of
age. We didn’t have a curfew; we could