Chapter Twenty-Six
Griffin
Griffin forced his hand to tremble as he lifted a spoon of porridge to his lips, nearly letting it fall back into his bowl before he managed to get the food in his mouth. Pretending to be a weakling when he had the full use of his magic was nearly as exhausting as actually being that weak.
They were finally learning the way the magic of the book worked, and how it revealed certain spells to certain people based on their need of the magic and their destiny. And the limitations of such magic in this realm. Egan had used the pages he and his forefathers had gathered to gain control of Myrkur. For the longest time, he was the only fae with any magic at all—with the ability to give and take magic, seemingly at will. It made him seem all-powerful to those without ma
