In the troubled silence that followed, Symeon’s mutter was audible. ‘I did not think it possible for a Gifted to work without a MageGate.’
‘Thank you, ambassador,’ said Irenya. ‘I don’t require a MageGate, as you already know. You’ll tell me that’s because I’m an alien, therefore my Gift is different. I suggest we hear from Brianne. I would like to know how she trained herself to do what worries you all: fleetwalk without a MageGate’s permission.’
IGedric had stiffened the moment he heard his daughter’s name. He announced, ‘I have f*******n my daughter to repeat her foolhardy adventure, or to even think of pursuing the training as a Gifted, at least for another two summers. I have also f*******n her to discuss the subject.’
While Irenya might sympathise with an anxious father, she was n
