The Mage's Heart
“Yes. Power comes in many forms, Siorin, not all of it is magic.”
“I think I prefer the books about magic,” I stroked my hands along his back, keeping my touch gentle. “You are less sore after reading a book.”
“Ah, but in magic, if you make a mistake, you could die,” he replied, pressing his lips against my forehead. “Whereas make a mistake in hand to hand, and you get a fat lip. We will rest today. Neither of us is in any condition to travel. Less than one week left,” he sighed it out. “Two books. It is still possible to get both, and back to Arsiath in time.”
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