Routine

Alexei’s life had fallen into a predictable routine.

He woke up in the morning, aching and tired from the day before, and was always slightly disappointed to find that Neave had woken up before him to begin her own day.

He would go and shower, and then make his way down to the hall for breakfast.

This was usually where he would find Neave tucking into what was still her favourite food, eel kebabs.

They would eat their breakfast together and discuss the coming day, in the strange silent way that Neave communicated her thoughts and feelings.

After that, he and Neave would go their separate ways again, though they would both end up doing similar things. Learning magery.

Neave was with a group of other children who had the gift of high level magery. It wasn’t a large group, and from what Alexei had been told she was one of the most adept in the class.

She took to magery like a duck took to water, seemingly understanding it on an instinctual level in a way that the other kids in her
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