Novel & Cerita Touch Of Magic Stables

Twenty years later The morning sun cast long shadows across the North Oregon castle grounds, where a group of young shifters practiced their forms in the training yard. At the edge of the field, Adhara sat on a wooden bench, watching them with a warm smile as she weaved a crown of wildflowers and herbs. “Still teaching them the old ways?”

Fox winks taking Colts hands and bringing them up to shoulder level before they close their eyes. I watch in awe as the twins radiate a white light that pushes out to the water, and the sludge of blackness turns into a sparkling blue. The animals that had been bobbing on the water were burned to ash where they sat. I wonder if Chloe's magic is similar to her brothers? I've never seen her use it before. But I can't wait to see it. Right now I can feel it coursing through my veins and it's a heady feeling. I love our magic mingling together.

I pointed. Just east of the training mats, past the target dummies and spell wards, was a massive new building that had most definitely not been there yesterday. Smooth grey stone, a sloped roof, enchanted lanterns glowing faintly even in daylight. And a giant iron plaque above the door: Guardian Stable We all exchanged a collective what the fuck, and like the nosy chaotic squad we are, we marched straight toward it. As we got closer, the scent of smoke, leather, and something ancient filled the air. The stable doors creaked open....

Fortunately I make it the rest of the way safely, without any more hazards. I reach the ground. Think, think; I need some sort of transport and preferably a huge coat to cover these ridiculous clothes, thankfully I managed to put my camisole back on before scaling the wall. The remember seeing the stable when I was dragged into the throne room. I start creeping in the directions the throne room when I see the light coming from the stables. Bingo, I open the door with a loud creak, hoping no one was in earshot. Then I spot a huge white mare with her saddle hanging on the side of her stall. Horses are truly majestic, I've never really ridden one before but I once worked as a stable hand so I k

Inside, the air was thick with the smell of hay, polished leather, and the musk of powerful beasts. A stable boy was already waiting near the massive arched exit, trembling slightly as he held the reins of a monstrous horse. The stallion was massive. It had a shiny black coat, with eyes that seemed to burn with an unnatural intelligence, stomping a heavy, iron-shod hoof against the cobblestone floor, huffing plumes of white steam into the freezing air. On its back sat a high saddle, crafted from hardened, pitch-black leather and stamped with the Lycan crest in silver.

Awestruck, I gaped at the pool. I looked at my hands that wouldn’t burn anymore and then at Morfan, who was peering at my hands with questions written all over his face. “As expected, you indeed possess Natural magic. This is definitely not a coincidence…” “How do you know about it?” I walked closer to him. “I may not answer all your questions. I am bound by vows and promises, but I will tell you just enough for Alpha to recover. This pool is known as the Healer Stagnum. Except death, this pool can cure anything. But it needs a constant supply of magic.”

The dropbox glinted before a window popped up. SELL MAGIC METAL (PURE) (200KG)? “T-Two…” My scaly fingers rattled at the number.I sucked a breath and felt my head dizzy, before I decided to ignore the number and pressed the YES button. Another window popped out. CONGRATULATIONS! YOU’VE SOLD AN ITEM! DESCRIPTION MAGIC METAL (PURE) Used for smithing (Mainly weapons and armor) Usually found in Mangreatle cave in Kingdom of Rustaval Sold for 70 silver coins per KG

From then on, only authorized people can see him. The crowd watched as a very handsome brown-haired young man dressed in a blue suit climbed up to the stage. "This is my son, your soon-to-be Alpha king, Murphy Castillo." the Alpha king announced with pride and everyone cheered, whistled and applauded. Unmated females in the audience looked lovestruck and wished sincerely that he'd be their mate even though the reality was that he wasn't.

The Wicked Oracle would enchant one of the Centaurs, take control of its mind, and manipulated it to kill the warriors. The wicked Oracle has been watching them from his coven and seeking ways to stop them from advancing in their journey to get the Magic Bean. Because the Centaur wasn’t itself, it was missing its shot as it began shooting at the warriors randomly. It’s as though the Centaurs are trying not to yield to the manipulation of the wicked Oracle who wants to take over its mind and use it to kill all the warriors. The black pigment in the Centaur’s eye has turned green because of the enchantment. This is a clear indication that the Centaur is not in full control of its actions.