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fooling the eye; clever, as I say, but not magic.”
“Who’s to say what the difference between cleverness and magic is. All I know is that he saw this happening to me before anyone else and so he must be my best hope for answers. Dana agrees with me.”
“Why so, Dana?”
“Oh, I’ve known Tovrik awhile and believe me, the reason you think what he does is not magic is because that is exactly his intent.”
“Why would a real wizard pretend to be pretending to be a wizard?” Ellie posed.
“No doubt he has his reasons. It is not wise to let everyone know that you are different. You two should remember that and not tell anyone else what Caleigh has told you.”
“Surely it is safe…”
“I mean it! If you want to keep your friend safe you’ll say naught to any.”
“They understand, Dana.” Caleigh interceded. “I wonder how I will find Tovrik. He travels so much it will not be easy to track him.”
“Stay in Connlad for now, he’ll come to you I’m sure.”
“Tell us more about Loreliath, Caleigh. What did she look like, other than being beautiful?”
“She has the most perfect face, far prettier than mine.”
“Come now, Caleigh, you are being modest I’m sure.” Penric interjected.
“No, I’m not being modest. If I were not me I would describe my face as pretty but I would fairly say that hers is prettier still. She was tall as well, nearly as tall as you, Penric, with very long legs.” Penric’s eyes widened at the description. No woman in Connlad looked like Loreliath. Caleigh wondered if any other did anywhere.
They talked on but when all the food was eaten and had settled enough the party pressed on for the return journey. Not long into their sojourn they were enveloped in a fine spray of summer rain, the kind that while not heavy can soak a person thoroughly in a short space of time. Seeing the monastery before them, it seemed wise to stop there and wait for it to pass than risk ailment by carrying on in damp clothes.
The monks greeted them more briskly than before, stirred into quicker action themselves by the increasing wetness. They were quickly conducted indoors the living space where they had stayed before. Such was the effect of the rain that even in the short time it took to reach the monastery, the women were truly sodden. Penric, in his leather and mail was dryer on the surface but no happier for the weight of water had made his armour heavier and consequently his perspiration greater.
A hot bath was run in a reinforced wooden tub. To save taking turns and the water cooling for one of them, Caleigh and Ellie opted to take the bath together as they oft did at home. As usual Ellie entered first with Caleigh lying face up on top so that her far larger breasts were not squashed between their bodies but bobbed on the surface instead. Splayed out over her friend Caleigh always felt an unaccountable warmness in these moments of proximity, basking in contentment as Ellie playfully stroked her fingers over her face and shoulders.
“What can you do?” Ellie asked after a while. “With your powers, I mean.”
“Of late I’ve been able to sense when men have feelings of lust in my presence.”
“That must be near all the time, I expect.”
“It does seem that way.” Caleigh confirmed with a laugh.
“Can you sense such feelings between others?”
“Yes, at the banquet I could sense a lot of the men feeling aroused when they watched you, for instance.”
“Really? That’s good to know. Do you remember which ones?”
“There was a lot of lust in the room on that night I’m afraid. Why do you ask?”
“I was wondering whether you could sense if Penric likes me or not.”
“Well, I’m sure if he walked in right now I would feel strong surges of lust from him.” Ellie gently smacked Caleigh for her flippancy.
“Not fair, you’re here too and we know that he likes you.”
“Very well, I shall attempt to note it from now on.”
“You would not object
“Who’s to say what the difference between cleverness and magic is. All I know is that he saw this happening to me before anyone else and so he must be my best hope for answers. Dana agrees with me.”
“Why so, Dana?”
“Oh, I’ve known Tovrik awhile and believe me, the reason you think what he does is not magic is because that is exactly his intent.”
“Why would a real wizard pretend to be pretending to be a wizard?” Ellie posed.
“No doubt he has his reasons. It is not wise to let everyone know that you are different. You two should remember that and not tell anyone else what Caleigh has told you.”
“Surely it is safe…”
“I mean it! If you want to keep your friend safe you’ll say naught to any.”
“They understand, Dana.” Caleigh interceded. “I wonder how I will find Tovrik. He travels so much it will not be easy to track him.”
“Stay in Connlad for now, he’ll come to you I’m sure.”
“Tell us more about Loreliath, Caleigh. What did she look like, other than being beautiful?”
“She has the most perfect face, far prettier than mine.”
“Come now, Caleigh, you are being modest I’m sure.” Penric interjected.
“No, I’m not being modest. If I were not me I would describe my face as pretty but I would fairly say that hers is prettier still. She was tall as well, nearly as tall as you, Penric, with very long legs.” Penric’s eyes widened at the description. No woman in Connlad looked like Loreliath. Caleigh wondered if any other did anywhere.
They talked on but when all the food was eaten and had settled enough the party pressed on for the return journey. Not long into their sojourn they were enveloped in a fine spray of summer rain, the kind that while not heavy can soak a person thoroughly in a short space of time. Seeing the monastery before them, it seemed wise to stop there and wait for it to pass than risk ailment by carrying on in damp clothes.
The monks greeted them more briskly than before, stirred into quicker action themselves by the increasing wetness. They were quickly conducted indoors the living space where they had stayed before. Such was the effect of the rain that even in the short time it took to reach the monastery, the women were truly sodden. Penric, in his leather and mail was dryer on the surface but no happier for the weight of water had made his armour heavier and consequently his perspiration greater.
A hot bath was run in a reinforced wooden tub. To save taking turns and the water cooling for one of them, Caleigh and Ellie opted to take the bath together as they oft did at home. As usual Ellie entered first with Caleigh lying face up on top so that her far larger breasts were not squashed between their bodies but bobbed on the surface instead. Splayed out over her friend Caleigh always felt an unaccountable warmness in these moments of proximity, basking in contentment as Ellie playfully stroked her fingers over her face and shoulders.
“What can you do?” Ellie asked after a while. “With your powers, I mean.”
“Of late I’ve been able to sense when men have feelings of lust in my presence.”
“That must be near all the time, I expect.”
“It does seem that way.” Caleigh confirmed with a laugh.
“Can you sense such feelings between others?”
“Yes, at the banquet I could sense a lot of the men feeling aroused when they watched you, for instance.”
“Really? That’s good to know. Do you remember which ones?”
“There was a lot of lust in the room on that night I’m afraid. Why do you ask?”
“I was wondering whether you could sense if Penric likes me or not.”
“Well, I’m sure if he walked in right now I would feel strong surges of lust from him.” Ellie gently smacked Caleigh for her flippancy.
“Not fair, you’re here too and we know that he likes you.”
“Very well, I shall attempt to note it from now on.”
“You would not object
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