Chapter 238 Ava: A History of Magic

"That makes sense." Finished with my vegetables—all crunchy and drowning in garlic, which seems to be a favorite Fae flavor—I attack the first steak on my plate. It looks similar to chicken, and has some sort of thick layer of cheese melted over it.

Once it enters my mouth, I have to bite back a groan.

Delicious.

Everything I eat here is good. I need to ask Magister Orion about learning how to create food out of nowhere, but I'm too busy shoveling the food in my mouth to ask something so practical. Besides, I'm not able to replicate the magic anyway.

Later.

I'm definitely going to learn it later.

It would really come in handy.

"When we introduce ourselves, we rarely include our family names. It is always our full name and title, if we have one. You humans have both names as your identity, and so we often use them. If it bothers you, I can always call you by your short name."

"It doesn't bother me at all," I assure him, stabbing into another bite. "If you use titles, I should probably mention that Vanessa is a Healer in the Westwood Pack." But I can't remember her last name.

What's her last name? Shit, I'm a terrible person. I'm pretty sure she introduced herself with her full name when we first met. Then again, I was pretty out of it.

Still.

I should know this.

Magister Orion turns to Vanessa, his expression softening. "My apologies, Healer Vanessa. I've been remiss in my manners. May I ask your full name?"

smile playing on her

else with that name, but I can't remember

Delta Ryder Thorn. You've met him a time or

be his

known Vanessa for what feels like ages now, and I didn't even know she had a brother/cousin/something who

to grow closer to my people and learn more about

thousand questions about their family life and histories? Such things

words soothe the panic spiral in my chest. That's right. I didn't even know she was mated to Vester for ages.

is very different from many mated couples. Then again, as I think has been established several times now, Blackwood is pretty different

Healer Vanessa

his voice gruff but respectful. "Just Marcus is

not one for unnecessary words. Especially when he's on duty—which, right now, is literally every hour of every

says with a chuckle, "I believe it's only fair that I properly introduce myself as well." He stands, his massive frame seeming to fill the entire room. "I am Magister Orion, Grand Sorceror of Human

knew Magister Orion was important, but this sounds like a lot

awfully

in clutch with the important questions. "I've heard of

into his chair, way too approachable for someone with an intimidating-sounding rank. "Sorcerers are Fae who have also manifested as a wizard. Also known as witches,

magic focused and taught in different specialties, the core of human magic is always the same. It comes from within, an innate magic

magic, then?" Vanessa's forgotten all about her food, leaning over

birth. We are attuned to the world around us. To nature. To the air we breathe. We cannot

then how did you make this

them both for asking the questions my sluggish brain can't

but my eyelids threaten to droop and leave me

struggle to stay

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