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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 Fac 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.

I've been remiss in my manners. May I ask your full name?" Vanessa straightens in

else with that name, but I can't

delta. Delta Ryder Thorn. You've

his sister. Maybe

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

decision to grow closer to my people and learn more about them, and I failed with someone who's quickly grown into a

their family life and histories? Such things come out in time. Vanessa doesn't even talk

surprise she doesn't

know she was mated to Vester for ages.

different from many mated couples. Then again, as I think has been established

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

his voice gruff but

not one for unnecessary words. Especially when he's on duty-which,

properly introduce myself as well. He stands, his massive frame seeming to fill the entire

I knew Magister Orion was important, but this sounds like a lot more than just some old man with

"I've heard of many terms now-magician, witch, wizards. Now we add sorcerer

for someone with an intimidating-sounding rank. "Sorcerers are Fae who have also manifested as a wizard. Also known as witches, or magicians. Over thousands of years, many names have come about for humans with magic. Illusionist, arcanist, shaman. While every school of magic focused and taught in different

magic, then?" Vanessa's forgotten all about her food, leaning over the table as she listens intently

tied to their magic from birth. 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

can't create from nothing, then how did you make this food

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

but my eyelids threaten to droop and leave me

Ava: A

a struggle to stay

manifested. human magic. It isn't impossible for Fae, as we already have a core of magic within us. But it is incredibly rare. There are those who believe that I have human blood

to gather as much knowledge as possible about the magic taught by humans. And thus I am also a Magister. A teacher of magic. As a Grand Sorcerer, I am the bridge between the human and Fae worlds for magical affairs. As Magister, I am the bridge between humans and their magic." Then he laughs, a big, booming sound that