The Mage's Heart
Rivyn dismounted Coryfe with a groan, stiff and sore from his time with the winged people.
“Saphaqiel called her people angels,” I said to him as he placed his spell components out.
“Yes, that is their name for themselves,” he agreed lifting with a pained expression back onto the saddle. “Ah, - . I am sore,” he grumbled as he took the reins again. “Aperianu.” I sneezed as the portal opened. “Sorry, my wife,” he chuckled under his breath. “When I get a chance, I will cast you that spell.”
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