Lament (Scars of the Sundering Book 2) by Hans Cummings

Author:Hans Cummings [Cummings, Hans]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: VFF Publishing
Published: 2016-08-01T06:00:00+00:00

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“You must concentrate!” Master Valyrian snapped his fingers. The box Delilah attempted to retrieve telekinetically flew at her head as the snap of the elf’s fingers broke her concentration.

She ducked and glared at him. “I was concentrating until you interrupted me.”

Master Valyrian clucked his tongue. “The real world is full of distractions. You must learn to block out such things.”

Delilah leaned on her staff. “I’ve been using my magic in battles since I first figured out how to use it. Using magic in a fight is nothing like trying to learn a new technique while a tree-hugging elf snaps his fingers in your face.”

“Fair enough.” The elf picked up the box and walked it over to the empty spot on the shelf where it once sat. His chambers were wall-to-wall shelves and bookcases filled with more bric-a-brac than Delilah had ever seen gathered in one location outside of a junk shop.

“You know the words. You can work the magic. You just need to practice your control. As long as you don’t break the box during the trial, you should pass.” He turned to face her, wand at the ready. “Shall we practice your abjurations?”

The shielding spell he taught her was more advanced than the simple ones the other initiates learned. Azure tendrils gathered near the top of her staff as Delilah readied herself.

“Dynami velos!”

Before he finished speaking, Delilah chanted, “Apokryfess kelyfos prostasais!”

The bolt of energy streaked toward Delilah and vanished as it slammed into the invisible shell she erected around herself. According to Master Valyrian, no magic would pass the shield she created. This one I must figure out how to cast without speaking. She recalled the lessons Gil-Li’s grimoire tried to teach her about voiceless magic. It was her fervent hope that once this initiate business was finished, she could resume studying her tome.

“Excellent!” Master Valyrian twirled his wand in his fingers and slid it up into his sleeve. “You’re going to be wearing grey robes any day now. I noticed you’re no longer using the robes provided by the university. Are you sure that was a wise purchase?” He narrowed his eyes. “Or did you expect to linger as an initiate for a long time?”

Delilah fingered the trim on her robe. “I bought a grey one, too. Just in case. I figure the archmage will figure out some way to keep me down. It’s his new hobby, I think.”

“I cannot fathom why the archmage has taken such personal interest in you.” Master Valyrian rubbed his chin.

That was a question Delilah wanted answered as well. “I came all this way just to pay dues so I wouldn’t be branded a renegade. I never had anything to do with the guild, the university, or anything. I was just minding my own business in Drak-Anor.”

“Well, I avoid guild politics and the Court of Wizardry as much as possible. Frankly, I think it’s just another layer of control humans try to exert over that which cannot be controlled. They like

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