"What is it?" Grandpa asked when I came to his office after breakfast. "Legal problems?"
Grandpa had been consulting us with company matters.
"Ah, no," I said, closing the door firmly behind me. "It's a personal problem. Magic-related."
"I see," Grandpa said, closing the folder in front of him and setting it aside. "And what is the problem? I thought your learning with the Major was going well."
Grandpa had left all the aspects of practical magical education in the Major's hands, only practicing my Control and Visualization skills.
He said that if I had the basics firmly ingrained, I could do anything.
I had to spend a couple of hours per week during the evenings either meditating or observing some artifact Grandpa brought, making a freehand drawing.
I was becoming quite good at rep
