Chapter XXVI • Maia
“Oh, oh! How about setting my daggers aflame?!” I exclaim excitedly as I share my thoughts with Severin. I am preparing a salt brine in a pot for the vegetables he and I stole today to preserve them. “That way, it can seem like I am using magic as well! You must tell me that that counts as something!”

“And set not only yourself, but everything else on fire by accident?” the green-haired man replies, turning to me from his position in front of the table with a straight face. “That is no better than the last six ideas you’ve suggested, Maia.”

With a pout, I submerge the reddish-purple root crops into the brine and place the pot over a fire.

“I’m merely being true to life with these ideas. Mayhap it can help us improve as a team!”

“Of course, because blasting magic out of one’s hands is true to life.”

“You’re practically a living enigma, Severin. Would you mind adjusting the fire for me? Gramercy.”

Nose-deep in his mother’s journal, he promptly lifts his arm and flicks his hand upwa
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