“Is that a riddle?” Caul scoffed. “Guess we’ve all got our secrets in this village.”
“Here,” I said, shoving my change purse at him. “Just give me a spell, or potion, or something, so I can leave.”
He poked at the copper in the purse. “With this piddly amount? No, you can’t leave with my product. Too dangerous. We’re doing it here. Together.”
“Dangerous?” I managed, feeling heat rise across the back of my neck. “Gods, am I going to go to prison for this?”
He sighed. “Relax . What we’re doing isn’t illegal. The Elders would like it to be. But they don’t write laws, and they can’t ban wild magic. That’s impossible. Sure, they might punish us for playing with it. If they find out. But we won’t let that happen, will we?”
I shook my head.
He walked off into his house, forcing me to follow
