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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.

been remiss in my manners. May I ask your full name?" Vanessa straightens in her chair, a small smile playing on her

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

You've met him

his

and I didn't even know she had a brother/ cousin/something who works with

and learn more about them, and I

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

it's no surprise

my chest. That's right. I didn't even know she was mated to Vester for

their relationship is very different from many mated couples. Then again, as I

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

says, his voice gruff

one for unnecessary words. Especially when he's on duty-which, right now, is literally every hour

with a chuckle, "I believe it's only fair that I properly introduce myself as well. He stands, his massive frame seeming to fill the entire room. "I am Magister Orion, Grand

fork I'm holding 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

important questions. "I've heard of many terms now-magician,

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. It comes from within, an innate magic that has deep ties to the elements. Not all humans

difference in Fae magic and human magic, then?" Vanessa's forgotten all about her food, leaning

air we breathe. We cannot create from nothing, but we can encourage or manipulate what already

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

my sluggish brain can't come up with,

my eyelids threaten to droop and leave me asleep on

A History

struggle

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

terribly powerful, I've spent my entire life trying 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 startles