It wasn't quite like Damien's – the texture was different, the movement slightly more fluid. But unmistakably shadow manipulation. Unmistakably the same fundamental power he wielded.
"I have shadow magic too," she said simply. "Have had it since I was sixteen, when it manifested during a demon attack that killed my mother. I've been hiding it, managing it, learning to use it without anyone knowing for six years."
The revelation hit Damien like a physical blow. Another shadow magic user. In the Imperial Capital. Ruling one of the most powerful kingdoms in the Empire.
"How?" he managed. "Shadow magic is rare. Finding two users in the same place – "
"Is statistically improbable. I know." Her shadows dissipated, but the admission remained. "Which is why I wanted to speak with you privately. To meet someone else who understands what it's like to carry darkness while trying to remain human. To wield power that frightens people while serving their interests."
