Sages Exam Novels & Stories

Sage was the only one sitting in her room. At that moment, Garret knocked on her door. "Come in,” she said. Garret entered. "The exam is in two days. The other candidates have gone out to destress. Why didn’t you go with them? You can't be too tense, you know?" Sage smiled wryly and shook her head. "I don't want to go." "Is this because of your parents?" Garret asked. He then sat down opposite Sage. "Your parents will eventually understand what you're doing. What you should focus on right now is releasing that tension you're feeling or it will affect your performance."

“I have no idea what witchcraft is capable of, but I want to prevent her from influencing the rituals to her advantage.” “I assume you have thought this through,” I commented. “What's your plan?” Sage Nicolas never does half work, he is renowned for his steadfast dedication to completing all tasks with utmost thoroughness and precision. Before presenting any plans or ideas, he thoroughly develops them in detail beforehand, which I'm sure he has already done concerning this matter as well. It's apparent that Sage doesn't trust Xanne at all.

About Sage? “Enough!” I slammed my fist on the table, the sound echoing through the chamber like a thunderclap. “Maintain order! I will not have this council descending into a mob.” The room fell silent immediately. The elders settled back into their seats, though I could see the tension still vibrating through every one of them. “Good,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “Now, someone tell me why you called this emergency meeting.” Elder Merek stood slowly. Sage’s father. Of course it would be him to speak first. His face was stern, his eyes hard as they fixed on me.

He added that she was never meant to be pregnant in the first place. Flashback! “That can’t be true.” “Well, I’ve looked back into the past, dating back to the time of King Xavier Ainsworth himself, and even he only saw one sage throughout his lifetime. The three I found dated back between two hundred and four hundred years, approximately, and there were always men. They didn’t procreate or have children of their own. I drew my conclusion from that. So either the three sages that came before Zera, despite not knowing each other, decided not to bring forth children, or the power flowing through them had taken away that ability.”

Elder Zara's voice was laced with suspicion, her sharp gaze fixing on Sage. "I... I was just checking on something," Sage stuttered, her mind scrambling for a suitable excuse. "And what would that something be?" Zara's tone was harsh, her disapproval evident. Sage's eyes darted around, looking for a plausible answer. "I was... looking for the coach. Hermes. Have you seen him?" Zara's expression hardened at the mention of Hermes. "No, I'm here for something more important than that clown." "What brought you here, Mrs Zara?"

Sage does the same too, looking around. “Wait, you came with no date?” I ask and she shrugs. “You already know how it goes…” She throw up a shoulder. Yeah, sure I know…someone’s going to either ask her to be her date or she woos a girl. Sage is an expert in wooing girls. “Nick isn’t here yet? Where could he be?” Sage asks me and it’s then I realize that Nick isn’t here yet. I’ve been so focused on David, I forgot about my other BFF.

"Sage is an archivist whose function does not extend to providing legal cover for my son's personal decisions." "Sage is the pack historian whose function is exactly the preservation and application of pack legal precedent," I say. "The precedent exists. You can contest the interpretation, but contesting it formally requires a council review, and a council review requires disclosure of the full circumstances of the mate bond, which means disclosure of everything the investigation has produced, which is not a process you want to initiate right now." The room is very still. My father looks at me with the expression of someone who has just registered that the person across the desk is not the p

Sage lifted his head, turning his attention to me "Leo already briefed me a bit on this, but I'd love to hear directly from you," Sage said and I gave him a firm nod "Sure," I said softly "So tell me everything about you and your ex-husband, what exactly led to your divorce and about your pregnancy as well," Sage said and I took a slow deep breath, shifting a bit from my seat

Sage really didn't have to put his picture. I quickly scrolled past his picture to his details. As I read through, I discovered that there wasn't really anything bad about it. He graduated from a prestigious university and also works as the head of the marketing team in a good company. He loves in a good house and his family are also well to do. There was actually nothing to be suspicious about him expect what I just heard from Sage.

His face was expressionless but I could see the concern in his eyes. “Shouldn't be too hard. What a bunch of cops gonna do anyway huh?” I chuckled lightly. “Oh, they aren't cops.” Sage said with a grimace, “Or at least half of them aren't. They are hired mercenaries.” “Good. So am I.” I walked towards the kitchen counter beckoning Elias to follow. “Hey, could you grab me an apple if you got any?” Sage called out to Elias, “Or any other convenient snack to munch on. Thank you.”