“Magic is like breathing. You call on to it and it answers. Inside you, there’s a hole, a hole so deep you could never reach the bottom. Can you feel that hole?”
“No.” I answered sharply, and heard his frustrated groan. We’d been doing this for more than an hour now.
And every time, I told him I could not feel the void he was talking about even though I wasn’t even trying. I merely closed my eyes and pretended to be doing what he was asking.
“You’re messing with me, aren’t you?”
“I’m not.” I answered with a roll of my eyes. “I told you I have never touched magic after that day. You didn’t think it was going to be that easy, did you?”
“I didn’t think it was going to be easy but as Luna of Crimson Vale, I thought you’d be smart enough to at least grab the basics. I am not asking you to
