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?"

straightens in her chair, a small smile playing on her lips.

like there was someone else with that name, but I

Ryder Thorn. You've met him a

his sister.

for what feels like ages now, and I didn't

and learn more about them, and I failed with someone

awkward to just run up to a friend and ask them a thousand questions about their family life and histories? Such things come out in time. Vanessa doesn't even talk that much about her mate; it's no surprise

even know she was mated to Vester for ages. They don't show off their mating bond much in public,

she loves him deeply, but their relationship is very different from many mated couples. Then again, as I think has been established several

twinkling. "A pleasure to make your proper acquaintance, Healer Vanessa Thorn. And you, sir?" He turns

he says, his voice gruff but respectful. "Just Marcus is

he's on duty—which, right now, is literally every hour of every

only fair that I properly introduce myself as well." He stands, his massive frame seeming to fill the entire room. "I am

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

sounds awfully important and

"I've heard of many terms now—magician, witch,

who have also manifested as a wizard. Also known as witches, or magicians. Over thousands of years, many names

different specialties, the core of human magic is always the same. It comes from within, an innate magic that has deep ties to the elements. Not all humans can

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

from birth. We are attuned to the world around us. To nature. To the air we breathe. We cannot create from nothing,

can't create from nothing, then how did you make this food appear?" Marcus interjects, also drawn

meat into my mouth, grateful for them both for asking the questions my

my eyelids threaten to droop and leave me asleep on my

a struggle to stay

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