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moment before continuing. “If they did do this, no one would ever
work for that baby; who would work for a man who’s soul is in mortal danger?
Nor could he ever get a wife, no priest would marry them no matter how much
influence the family had.”
“But that
doesn’t mean that he couldn’t have had children to continue the family line?”
Leopold was
silent for a long time before answering. “I would doubt that any self respecting
woman would have a child with a man such as that.”
“What if she
was a servant and had no choice in the matter?”
Again
Leopold was silent for a long time before answering. “No, I do not believe that
happened. The servants would have talked.”
“Not if the
family didn’t want them too.”
Leopold
shook his head firmly. “No. I do not know how servants are in America but here
we talk; such a story would have been a juicy tidbit of information and the
servants would probably still be talking about it. No, Loren was born in 1681,
of that I am certain.”
Chris sat
back, settling into a cross-legged position he gazed at Leopold. He didn’t want
to believe that Loren could possibly be over three hundred years old. It seemed
inconceivable that people could not only live that long but that it had been
kept a secret. After several minutes he thought of another question. “Are there
others you know of that are that old?”
Leopold
nodded. “I know of at least two who are older than Loren. One is Michael who
was Loren’s mentor when he was a young man. The other is Joshua, who was
Michael’s Mentor.”
“Are those
the only other wizards you’ve met?”
“No. Four
years ago there were forty wizards and their assistants here for a conference
of some type. What they said I do not know because no one spoke while they were
in the dining room. They spent most of their time in Loren’s study on the
second floor.”
“And did any
of these wizard look old to you?”
Leopold
laughed. “Some of them were absolutely ancient looking. One wizard who called himself
Gerro looked to be so old and frail that I feared a stiff breeze would blow him
away. Luckily he never went outside.”
Chris fell
silent but kept a thoughtful gaze on Leopold who had turned his attention to
the fish. His mind raced; if Loren was indeed more than three hundred years old
and only looked middle aged, how old would a wizard who looked ancient be? The
possibilities were mind-boggling.
Chris found
himself wishing that he had done more reading about magic when he had the
chance. But he had never done any reading that hadn’t been required in his
entire life so his only affinity with magic had been through the TV and movies,
a fact that he was certain would be of no use to him now; it was well known
that Hollywood didn’t care about facts when they made a movie.
He finally
reached the conclusion that it was certainly possible that someone with the
knowledge and ability could live for hundreds of years. He found himself
wondering what else the sorcerer might be capable of but he finally turned his
thoughts away from these musings, he didn’t like the ideas that his imagination
was concocting.
He cast
about for more questions; as long as Leopold was willing to talk so openly he
wasn’t about to pass up this opportunity. “Has Loren ever married, had any
children?”
Leopold sat
back and returned his attention to Chris. “No wives, but he has been with
Glenna for as long as I can remember. Nor has he had children. I do not know
why.”
Chris was
silent for a moment as he thought it over. “Perhaps a wizard is unable to have
children. It could be the price he has to pay for the magic.”
Leopold
nodded thoughtfully. “That is possible, I suppose. I know that Loren once told
me that neither Joshua nor Michael had any children. And, when all the wizards
were here, none of them brought any children with them, but that does not mean
that they cannot have them.”
“True. But I
find it interesting that he
work for that baby; who would work for a man who’s soul is in mortal danger?
Nor could he ever get a wife, no priest would marry them no matter how much
influence the family had.”
“But that
doesn’t mean that he couldn’t have had children to continue the family line?”
Leopold was
silent for a long time before answering. “I would doubt that any self respecting
woman would have a child with a man such as that.”
“What if she
was a servant and had no choice in the matter?”
Again
Leopold was silent for a long time before answering. “No, I do not believe that
happened. The servants would have talked.”
“Not if the
family didn’t want them too.”
Leopold
shook his head firmly. “No. I do not know how servants are in America but here
we talk; such a story would have been a juicy tidbit of information and the
servants would probably still be talking about it. No, Loren was born in 1681,
of that I am certain.”
Chris sat
back, settling into a cross-legged position he gazed at Leopold. He didn’t want
to believe that Loren could possibly be over three hundred years old. It seemed
inconceivable that people could not only live that long but that it had been
kept a secret. After several minutes he thought of another question. “Are there
others you know of that are that old?”
Leopold
nodded. “I know of at least two who are older than Loren. One is Michael who
was Loren’s mentor when he was a young man. The other is Joshua, who was
Michael’s Mentor.”
“Are those
the only other wizards you’ve met?”
“No. Four
years ago there were forty wizards and their assistants here for a conference
of some type. What they said I do not know because no one spoke while they were
in the dining room. They spent most of their time in Loren’s study on the
second floor.”
“And did any
of these wizard look old to you?”
Leopold
laughed. “Some of them were absolutely ancient looking. One wizard who called himself
Gerro looked to be so old and frail that I feared a stiff breeze would blow him
away. Luckily he never went outside.”
Chris fell
silent but kept a thoughtful gaze on Leopold who had turned his attention to
the fish. His mind raced; if Loren was indeed more than three hundred years old
and only looked middle aged, how old would a wizard who looked ancient be? The
possibilities were mind-boggling.
Chris found
himself wishing that he had done more reading about magic when he had the
chance. But he had never done any reading that hadn’t been required in his
entire life so his only affinity with magic had been through the TV and movies,
a fact that he was certain would be of no use to him now; it was well known
that Hollywood didn’t care about facts when they made a movie.
He finally
reached the conclusion that it was certainly possible that someone with the
knowledge and ability could live for hundreds of years. He found himself
wondering what else the sorcerer might be capable of but he finally turned his
thoughts away from these musings, he didn’t like the ideas that his imagination
was concocting.
He cast
about for more questions; as long as Leopold was willing to talk so openly he
wasn’t about to pass up this opportunity. “Has Loren ever married, had any
children?”
Leopold sat
back and returned his attention to Chris. “No wives, but he has been with
Glenna for as long as I can remember. Nor has he had children. I do not know
why.”
Chris was
silent for a moment as he thought it over. “Perhaps a wizard is unable to have
children. It could be the price he has to pay for the magic.”
Leopold
nodded thoughtfully. “That is possible, I suppose. I know that Loren once told
me that neither Joshua nor Michael had any children. And, when all the wizards
were here, none of them brought any children with them, but that does not mean
that they cannot have them.”
“True. But I
find it interesting that he
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