After spending two days in the library looking into old magics, strange religions and many much more boring topics Cobal finally snapped. “I can’t do this anymore, I give up.” He proclaimed rather loudly in the middle of the archives. He looked at Mana. “I’m bored.”“Well, we have been cooped up in here for quite … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Eight – Downtown Saphestan I →

“When I first met my husband I was fourteen years old. I wouldn’t yet get to know him for another four years, but I encountered him unexpectedly. I was born in a small village two days to the north of Saphestan. I never knew my father and by the time I turned ten, my mother … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Seven – Dinner with the queen II →

Cobal spent the afternoon in his room alone. He felt uneasy. Somehow he was worried about the dinner. He was worried about his little sister. He hadn’t seen her since they returned to the capital and he assumed it was no accident that she didn’t come looking for him. He was hoping she wasn’t angry … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Six – Dinner with the queen I →

Cobal and company followed the group of mages to the royal quarters. Barradan had permission to go to the quarters of the former crown prince, albeit only under the watchful eye of four senior palace guards. With Cobal there that probably wasn’t necessary, but having experienced the strange magics that are at play first hand, … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Five – The scene of the crime →

Cobal didn’t have to sit on his own for long as Mana and Kimi happened to come in for lunch not long after he did. He’d hoped the bustle and business of the general mess hall would take his mind off of the seriousness of the situation they were in and it was helping a … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Four – A meeting of the magical minds →

The morning sun pleasantly peeked through Cobal’s window but once he kicked off the heavy bed sheets he was reminded why they were there in the first place. Shivering from the cold he quickly put on some clothes and some warm boots before making his way down the hall. It was pretty late in the … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Three – Making my way downtown →

Hanging above the door was a wooden sign in which the words: Head of staff: Malara Deverant were meticulously etched. The lettering was made with such attention to detail that it immediately made clear that it was an important sign for an important person. The door itself was slightly ajar, which wasn’t uncommon with the … Continue reading Vol 2: Chapter Two – Settling In →