Chapter TenNyla stuck close to Mizar as they passed through the castle gates. She could feel her muscles straining as she craned her neck in every direction, trying to take it all in, trying to imagine how much stone it took to build the place. She knew from her studies that castles like this existed, but seeing it firsthand was incredible.
Numerous guards bowed their heads as they walked by, paying little heed to the thirteen-year-old girl who accompanied him. She smiled. Discovering that she was directly related to the High Mage of Darad had surprised her, but she chided herself at not having figured it out before. Mizar had the same elemental and divinatory abilities as she and her mother. How could they not be related?
They walked through several picturesque courtyards and wide archw
