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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.

his expression softening. "My apologies, Healer Vanessa. I've been remiss in my manners. May I ask your full name?" Vanessa straightens in her chair, a small smile playing

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

Thorn. You've

his sister. Maybe

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

life and histories? Such

her mate; it's no surprise she doesn't talk about her

my chest. That's right. I didn't even know she was

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

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

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

when he's on duty-which, right now, is literally every

it's only fair that I properly introduce myself as well.

sounds like a lot more than just some old man with an enthusiasm for human magic. It sounds awfully important

in clutch with the important questions. "I've heard of many terms now-magician, witch, wizards. Now we add sorcerer

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

forgotten all about her food, leaning over the table as she listens intently to

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

make this food appear?" Marcus

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

my eyelids threaten to

A History

struggle to stay

why I am the Grand Sorcerer," Magister Orion says with a smile. "I have 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 within my veins. It's always. possible, though I have yet to find where in my family tree such an impurity

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