Alright...so I didn't get five more reviews...ah well. I couldn't help myself...i MUST continue writing... I may not have gotten five reviews, but the reviews I did get from Mango Sam, oceanspike, and PyschoLioness33 were GREAT! (now I sound like tony tiger...sigh)
-Chapter Ten:
Mitzi walked into the dorm Numair and Daine shared. It was time for her daily magic lesson and she was looking forward to it. The past days they had been practicing transfiguration spells...turning things into other things. Mitzi found that she quite enjoyed turning the big scary crows that insisted on sitting near her into harmless balls of wax.
Plus, Mitzi realized, this was one thing she was actually good at. While she was clumsy and useless at her fighting classes, Numair told her without hesistation that she was his best student...of course almost no one knew that she had the Gift.
Kitten chirped as Mitzi entered. Mitzi, not afraid anymore of the baby dragon, reached down and stroked the frill running down the reptile's neck.
"Good morning Master Numair and Lady Daine," Mitzi said, giving a slight curtsy before sitting down in her usual chair.
"Glad you're here," answered Numair, he seemed slightly more mellow than usual, and Daine's stubborn gray eyes now held more sadness in them.
But Mitzi didn't notice any of this, she was too busy caught up in her own small problem, for she had just spotted a book lying on the table. "This isn't my transfiguration book! You've shown me this one before...it has the darker spells in it. Are we not practicing transfiguration today?"
Numair shook his head.
"But why? I don't want to change books now!"
One of Daine's crows was coming dangerously near Mitzi and she wondered how easy it would be to turn it into a gourd.
"Mitzi!" snapped Daine sharply. "Leave the crow alone! Can't you focus? We need to talk to you!"
The princess's head turned back around and she erased the spell from her mind. She was shocked...never before had Daine...or anyone in the Tortallan palace spoken to her in such a rough matter. Instead of humbling her, Daine's word only made her angry.
"What is it?!" she snapped back.
"I was just explaining to you why we're changing books," Numair answered.
Mitzi looked scornfully at the book on the table. Nonchalantly she twisted her fingers, as if wrapping something around them. Immediately a leather-bound volume from the bookshelf across the room left its shelf and made its way towards her. She reached out to take the transfiguration book out of midair.
"Mitzi!" Numair sighed. And twisting his own fingers countered Mitzi's spell.
Mitzi look at him, silent and defiant.
"Mitzi, listen to me. Lord Wyldon and the other board members have ordered me to start teaching you spells that will be useful in combat. Defensive shields against arrows, offensive spells that can keep you safe."
"But I don't need to learn those spells! Once I'm married the only magic I'll need are the spells that will make it easier for me to run the palace household. I don't plan to go off and fight! Those spells will be useless to me!"
"Mitzi...you're mother and father were captured," Daine suddenly burst out. "And the enemy knows you're here!"
They watched the color drain from Mitzi's face.
-Chapter Ten:
Mitzi walked into the dorm Numair and Daine shared. It was time for her daily magic lesson and she was looking forward to it. The past days they had been practicing transfiguration spells...turning things into other things. Mitzi found that she quite enjoyed turning the big scary crows that insisted on sitting near her into harmless balls of wax.
Plus, Mitzi realized, this was one thing she was actually good at. While she was clumsy and useless at her fighting classes, Numair told her without hesistation that she was his best student...of course almost no one knew that she had the Gift.
Kitten chirped as Mitzi entered. Mitzi, not afraid anymore of the baby dragon, reached down and stroked the frill running down the reptile's neck.
"Good morning Master Numair and Lady Daine," Mitzi said, giving a slight curtsy before sitting down in her usual chair.
"Glad you're here," answered Numair, he seemed slightly more mellow than usual, and Daine's stubborn gray eyes now held more sadness in them.
But Mitzi didn't notice any of this, she was too busy caught up in her own small problem, for she had just spotted a book lying on the table. "This isn't my transfiguration book! You've shown me this one before...it has the darker spells in it. Are we not practicing transfiguration today?"
Numair shook his head.
"But why? I don't want to change books now!"
One of Daine's crows was coming dangerously near Mitzi and she wondered how easy it would be to turn it into a gourd.
"Mitzi!" snapped Daine sharply. "Leave the crow alone! Can't you focus? We need to talk to you!"
The princess's head turned back around and she erased the spell from her mind. She was shocked...never before had Daine...or anyone in the Tortallan palace spoken to her in such a rough matter. Instead of humbling her, Daine's word only made her angry.
"What is it?!" she snapped back.
"I was just explaining to you why we're changing books," Numair answered.
Mitzi looked scornfully at the book on the table. Nonchalantly she twisted her fingers, as if wrapping something around them. Immediately a leather-bound volume from the bookshelf across the room left its shelf and made its way towards her. She reached out to take the transfiguration book out of midair.
"Mitzi!" Numair sighed. And twisting his own fingers countered Mitzi's spell.
Mitzi look at him, silent and defiant.
"Mitzi, listen to me. Lord Wyldon and the other board members have ordered me to start teaching you spells that will be useful in combat. Defensive shields against arrows, offensive spells that can keep you safe."
"But I don't need to learn those spells! Once I'm married the only magic I'll need are the spells that will make it easier for me to run the palace household. I don't plan to go off and fight! Those spells will be useless to me!"
"Mitzi...you're mother and father were captured," Daine suddenly burst out. "And the enemy knows you're here!"
They watched the color drain from Mitzi's face.
