NAME: Theodore “Theo” Caldwell | ELEMENT: Air
AGE: 17 | LOCATION: aldwick academy
WANTS: to do the right thing
LOVES: books, whiskey, old movies
HATES: being wrong, loud noises
SPECIAL SKILLS: getting what he wants with charm & manners, immune to lung damage from smoking
Theo is one of the founding members of the Aldwick Coven, representing the element of air. Theo likes to do magic by the book—especially once they have the grimoire of the original Aldwick Coven. He is unfailingly polite and can weaponize his charm to get what he wants, often keeping the coven out of trouble.
EXCERPT:
She stopped short as the classroom door opened. A slight breeze wafted in from the hallway, cooler than the body-filled classroom, regardless how high the ceilings were. A tall boy walked in, his button-down uniform shirt nearly as tight as Lana’s had been. He walked as though he were campaigning for something, though I had no idea what.
“Terribly sorry,” he said, scanning the classroom for an open seat, then turning to smile at her.
“Mr. Caldwell,” Mrs. Sawyer said. “So lovely of you to join us…” She glanced at the clock beside the door. “What is it now, twenty minutes late?” Her tone was hard to interpret—like she meant to be stern, but each word was cloaked in fondness.
“Twenty-three, unfortunately,” Caldwell replied, running his hand through his dark curls. He seemed mildly bothered by his tardiness, but not at all bothered by Mrs. Sawyer calling him on it.