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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.

ask your full name?" Vanessa straightens in her chair, a small smile playing on her lips. "Vanessa Thorn, Healer of the

Thorn. I feel like there was someone else with that name, but I

mate's delta. Delta Ryder Thorn. You've met him

must be his sister. Maybe

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

my people and learn more about them, and I failed with

family life and histories? Such things come out in time. Vanessa

no surprise she doesn't talk

panic spiral in my chest. That's right. I didn't even know she was mated to Vester for ages. They don't show off their mating

again, as

"A pleasure to make your proper acquaintance, Healer Vanessa Thorn. And you, sir?" He turns to Marcus, who's been quietly observing

he says, his voice gruff

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

Just Marcus," Magister Orion says with a chuckle, "I believe it's only fair that I properly introduce myself as well. He stands,

but this sounds like a lot more than just some old man with an enthusiasm

Vanessa asks, coming in clutch with the important questions. "I've heard of many terms now-magician, witch,

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 specialties, the core of human magic is always the same.

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

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

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

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

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

Ava: A History of

struggle

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 within my veins.

I am also a Magister. A teacher of magic. As a Grand Sorcerer, I am the bridge between the human and Fae worlds for