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?"

a small smile playing on her lips. "Vanessa Thorn, Healer of the

I feel like there was someone else with that name, but I can't

Delta Ryder Thorn. You've met him

must be his sister. Maybe

feels like ages now, and I didn't even know she had a

friend I am. I even made a decision to grow closer to my people and learn more about them, and I failed with someone who's quickly grown into a great

friend and ask them a thousand questions about their family life and histories? Such things come out in time. Vanessa

didn't even know she was mated to

again, as I think has been established several times now, Blackwood is pretty

make your proper acquaintance, Healer Vanessa Thorn. And you,

he says, his voice gruff

for unnecessary words. Especially when he's on duty—which, right

introduce myself as well." He stands, his massive

my plate. Grand Sorcerer? I knew Magister Orion was important, but this sounds like a lot more than just some old man with an

awfully important

Vanessa asks, coming in clutch with the important questions. "I've heard of many terms now—magician, witch, wizards. Now we add

with an intimidating-sounding rank. "Sorcerers are Fae who have also manifested as a wizard. Also known as witches, or

is always the same. It comes from within, an innate magic that has deep ties to the elements. Not all humans can access the elements, but some can. Like you,

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

We are attuned to the world around us. To nature. To the air we breathe. We cannot create from nothing, but we can encourage or manipulate what already exists. Fae cannot exist without

nothing, then how did you make this food appear?" Marcus interjects, also drawn

grateful for them both for asking the questions my sluggish brain can't come up with, too over-awed by the knowledge tossed in my

interesting, but my eyelids threaten to droop and leave me asleep on

a struggle to stay

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