Page 71 of Light Magic

I smiled, always in awe that the hall knew what we wanted.

“Myg?” I called, knowing that the hall would warn the goblin if she was far. Thirty seconds later, Myg shuffled her big feet into the dining room. “Could you take this sandwich and drink to Levi in the infirmary, please? If he’s sleeping, just leave it beside him.”

“Yes, angel,” the goblin said, deadpan.

“Thank you.”

Myg snapped her fingers and Levi’s food disappeared. She turned and left through the back door, but I was sure she could get to the infirmary from there. Somehow.

I sat down and ate my sandwich by myself, while desperately trying to just enjoy the amazing food and keep my mind clear, which was almost impossible.

I swallowed the last bite and went to my bedroom, where I packed my stuff. I made sure to take the aura-muting potions with me, at least a handful, in case my magic was unstable.

I also borrowed a couple more leggings, shirts, and sweaters from the vast closet. I doubted they would miss these pieces, and I was in desperate need of more.

I slung my duffel bag over my shoulder and turned to the doorway, dreading going to the library and facing the witches. I opened the door and came face-to-face with Abbie.

“I was coming to find you now,” I said.

“I know.”

I frowned and stepped back. “What do you know?”

She walked in, her gaze fixed on my bag. “That you’re leaving and that you would rather do it quietly than say goodbye to everyone.”

I did hate goodbyes. “How do you know that?”

“I’m connected to the hall in more ways than you think.” She halted a few steps in and faced me, her delicate brows curled down. “Your magic is unstable; I can still feel it. You’re welcome to stay and train with us until you feel you have control over it.”

A small smile spread over my lips. “Thank you for the offer, really, it means a lot to me, but I think I’ll ask someone else to help me.” I had just the angel in mind.

“I see you’ve made your decision.”

I nodded. “I have.”

“Well, if you’re ready, I can open a portal for you. Where do you want to go?”

Since I hoped to ask for help from someone located at DuMoir castle, I probably should be close to them. “Hartford in Connecticut. Ever been there?”

Abbie shook her head. “No, but I’ve been in Boston or New York.”

“I think Boston would be closer.”

“I remember the Public Park very well. Will that work?”

I nodded. “It’ll probably be easier to hide a portal there than in a museum or library.”

“I can make portals invisible, so that’s not a problem.”

My eyebrows shot up. Seriously, these witches, this place … it kept on amusing me.

Without ceremony, Abbie opened a portal and gestured toward it. “Here you go. Just … take these.” She deposited a handful of silver coins in my hand. “You’re welcome here anytime. Just say fores. A portal will open and you’ll arrive at the library.”

“Thank you.” I closed my hand around the coins. “And thanks for everything. Please thank your sisters and everyone else. What you’ve done for me, I won’t forget it.”

“You’re very welcome.”

I hesitated. Should I hug her? Say more stuff? I wasn’t good with goodbyes. I hated them, but I couldn’t leave without her help.

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