47: Vision
“Well fought, all of you,” Magister Diarmaid commends Rhys, Saoirse, and their Flower Guard companions. “I would say you have earned a break for some rest and refreshment.” “Thank you, Magister,” Kyrie answers for all of them, panting slightly. Their training has become markedly more intense since the incident that resulted in the Faerie Queen using her power to create a protective charm for Saoirse, and all of them are quite tired. “Use the time wisely. I will be under that tree if you need me.” The Fae High Mage has set up something of a small study for himself under a tree near a small pond in their usual training area outside of the palace grounds. Servants from the palace, who have been waiting patiently out of range of the training area for some time, now approach, laden with vario
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