James - POV
"What?!" I shot up from the chair as her words sank into my mind. I stood up and stared at Beth's face.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me, James. That's why I brought proof." Beth took out the contract and slammed it onto the table. I quickly picked it up, feeling the magic so familiar that it resembled mine. The other magic was fiery and minty, just like I had sensed in the dragon ballroom where Jeffrey escaped with the warlocks.
"You belong to the Green Fire Realm?" I asked cautiously. Beth stared at me, surprised.
"James, I told you my father was the Green Fire Clan and a leader," Beth explained as I scanned the paper. All the clauses were written in magic. I saw my father's name, Jude Davis's, and his signature on the end of the file, and Beth's father's, Marshal Anderson
