MAD END'S DECEPTION
The surface was smooth, like glass, and she could see her messy, exhausted reflection in it.
“It’s used for protective spells,” he explained, sitting down next to her. “Made of obsidian, blessed by the Light Faes.”
The mention of Light Faes no longer fazed her. If there were dark ones, it made sense there would be good ones too.
“Roselia gave me that as a gift when I was younger,” Alaunus continued, his pale blue eyes fixed on the pyramid, his gaze distant. “I was her apprentice, you see. Everything I know about healing and enchantments, I learned from her. I looked up to her. Respected her.” His expression darkened, and under the web of lights, his hair seemed to take on a deeper shade of r
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