There was more to her theories about my abilities. Things to do with genetics that I didn’t remotely follow. Blood witches were a part of both of my family lines, that much I knew. I’d been told that my father’s family opposed the marriage for just that reason. They came decidedly down on the anti-blood witch side of the argument.
I exhaled and weighed my options for what to work on next. I didn’t want to practice any of the fighting spells I had been learning in the lab. I might break something important. I could work in the garden though. There was nearly nothing left there to ruin.
I paused to make myself a second dose of anti-fatigue powder, which needed a better name, and downed it before heading for the kitchen and letting myself outside.
There were no stars above, though I could
