Chapter Twenty
The carriage shook and quivered around Dell as it raced through the streets. The roof shimmered, winking in and out of view before disappearing entirely. The walls shrank, retracting until they were nothing more than cracked wooden beams rising knee-height.
Dell shook his head, trying to wrap his mind around what was happening as his heart hammered in his chest.
“The carriage…”
They slowed to a stop as Taron pulled into an empty alleyway.
“It disappeared,” Dell stammered.
Taron twisted around on the bench he sat on to look at Dell. “It was never there to begin with.” He dropped the reins and jumped from the bench, landing beside the mule who’d appeared as a giant horse only moments before.
How did one get used to magic?
Most people in Madra lived their entire lives n
