Read Online Rising of a Mage by J. M. Fosberg - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: J. M. Fosberg
Ads: Link
Anwar’s staff connected with his mouth and he landed on his back. Mariah turned around and looked at Anwar, whose face now read anger and a lot of it. That looked scared her, and she hoped she never saw it directed at her. She watched the man Anwar had just hit roll over to his belly, and got to his knees, spitting out three broken teeth in the process. “I think it’s time for you to go,” Anwar told them, his face again showing nothing. They watched the pair stumble to their feet and walk out of the training grounds. Anwar and Mariah walked over and collected their things before heading back into the guild.
As they walked back toward their rooms, Mariah said, “I was planning on making a stew tonight, if you would like to join me?”
“After winning this victory you choose to punish me?” he joked.
“You just shut your mouth… . you… my… . my stew will be better than whatever they’re serving in the common tonight.”
Anwar was smiling at her. “I’m just giving you a hard time. What time should I plan to indulge in this great feast?”
“I started it this morning; it should be almost ready, but my roommate always has that Ysac in our room. Is it ok if we take it to your room?”
“Ah well, if you carry my staff, I’ll carry your slop.”
She punched him in his arm, which no doubt hurt her hand more than his arm, which was nearly the size of her waist.
“Do you mind if I bath in your room?” she asked. He just shrugged his big shoulders. When they were in Mariah’s room, he set his staff on her bed and grabbed the mitts next to the fire place. They really were whispering and giggling. She came out of her bathing room with a bar of soap and a towel, grabbed some clothes off her shelf and picked up his staff. He reached into the fireplace and picked up the pot, and then followed her out of her room. As they walked to his room, he asked, “How can you live in there? All that whispering and giggling burns my ears.”
“I told you.”
When they were in his room he set the pot in the fire place and waved his hand and a small fire sparked under it. Mariah went to the bathing room. He pulled out the book and the scroll from the library and started studying the spells. The enchantment from the scroll would be fairly simple, but the one from the scroll would be the hardest and he knew would drain him considerable. He was not sure if he was even strong enough to complete it successfully. He couldn’t tell Master Gabriel about all of the enchantments, because he was willing to push himself much farther than Master Gabriel did, and even he was not sure if he could do all of these. Some of the components were rare, and it was going to take most of the coin he had saved to purchase them. As she walked out of his bathing room wearing only a towel, he looked up at her and smiled. Yes, she was worth it. As he walked past her into his bathing room, he looked back at her.
“Hey, Riah! You can move in here if you want. There is room for another bed, and I don’t know how you can live in there with those two whispering and giggling so.” Then he walked into the bathing room and closed the door. The whole room smelled of her and he felt himself swell. He had acted as if it was no big deal, but now his heart was racing. What would she say? When he finished his bath he he grabbed his light bed pants off the hook. He didn’t need a shirt; he wasn’t going anywhere else tonight. He walked out and dropped his dirty clothes in the basket next to the door. She was sitting at the little table reading. Two bowls of stew were steaming and there was a cup of water next to each. He sat down and waved a hand over his cup and frost appeared on the side of his glass. She took his glass and said, “Thank you”. Then she replaced his with hers. He cooled this one as well. He had never drunk really cold water unless it was in the middle of winter, but, after drinking it that way with Master Gabriel, he knew that was how
As they walked back toward their rooms, Mariah said, “I was planning on making a stew tonight, if you would like to join me?”
“After winning this victory you choose to punish me?” he joked.
“You just shut your mouth… . you… my… . my stew will be better than whatever they’re serving in the common tonight.”
Anwar was smiling at her. “I’m just giving you a hard time. What time should I plan to indulge in this great feast?”
“I started it this morning; it should be almost ready, but my roommate always has that Ysac in our room. Is it ok if we take it to your room?”
“Ah well, if you carry my staff, I’ll carry your slop.”
She punched him in his arm, which no doubt hurt her hand more than his arm, which was nearly the size of her waist.
“Do you mind if I bath in your room?” she asked. He just shrugged his big shoulders. When they were in Mariah’s room, he set his staff on her bed and grabbed the mitts next to the fire place. They really were whispering and giggling. She came out of her bathing room with a bar of soap and a towel, grabbed some clothes off her shelf and picked up his staff. He reached into the fireplace and picked up the pot, and then followed her out of her room. As they walked to his room, he asked, “How can you live in there? All that whispering and giggling burns my ears.”
“I told you.”
When they were in his room he set the pot in the fire place and waved his hand and a small fire sparked under it. Mariah went to the bathing room. He pulled out the book and the scroll from the library and started studying the spells. The enchantment from the scroll would be fairly simple, but the one from the scroll would be the hardest and he knew would drain him considerable. He was not sure if he was even strong enough to complete it successfully. He couldn’t tell Master Gabriel about all of the enchantments, because he was willing to push himself much farther than Master Gabriel did, and even he was not sure if he could do all of these. Some of the components were rare, and it was going to take most of the coin he had saved to purchase them. As she walked out of his bathing room wearing only a towel, he looked up at her and smiled. Yes, she was worth it. As he walked past her into his bathing room, he looked back at her.
“Hey, Riah! You can move in here if you want. There is room for another bed, and I don’t know how you can live in there with those two whispering and giggling so.” Then he walked into the bathing room and closed the door. The whole room smelled of her and he felt himself swell. He had acted as if it was no big deal, but now his heart was racing. What would she say? When he finished his bath he he grabbed his light bed pants off the hook. He didn’t need a shirt; he wasn’t going anywhere else tonight. He walked out and dropped his dirty clothes in the basket next to the door. She was sitting at the little table reading. Two bowls of stew were steaming and there was a cup of water next to each. He sat down and waved a hand over his cup and frost appeared on the side of his glass. She took his glass and said, “Thank you”. Then she replaced his with hers. He cooled this one as well. He had never drunk really cold water unless it was in the middle of winter, but, after drinking it that way with Master Gabriel, he knew that was how
Similar Books
