Chapter 20Jer took a breath. His hand found the nape of Talis’s neck, as if seeking an anchor of his own.
Talis put in, helping, “Mostly just overexertion, Lilac said. About me.”
“She said…” Jer’s musician’s voice picked up the intonations, the cadence, though not the aristocratic accent. “You’re going to be the most powerful magician of this generation, but you’re going to hurt for a while first.” Back in his own concerned tone, he added, “I didn’t completely understand that. But she said you’d be all right, and that was what I needed to know.”
“She meant…” Talis slid a hand along Jer’s arm, loving the feel of him, those biceps, the tiny twitch as Jer tried not to be pleased about the appreciation. “I can do much more than I thought I could—if I don’t try so hard, if I let it guide me,
