"The Master soothes and calms you?" Angus said, sounding surprised.? "That's the first time I've ever heard someone say that.? Well, not the first," he amended. "But certainly the first in a very, very long time."

"Please do not distress yourself unnecessarily, mistress," the servant went on.? "The Master does not expect miracles.? Well, he does admittedly _hope_ for them.? But he does not expect them.? And I'm certain he does not expect you to master trans-species bodily transformation spells on your first outing."? He winced slightly.? "What happened before was simply an unfortunate accident.? The book happened to be opened to the wrong page."

"Perhaps if you start with something simple," Angus suggested.? "Like, say, lighting a candle.? Or turning water into wine.? Or perhaps reading magic?"? He nodded to himself at the thought.? "That might make things a lot easier for you, if you knew what the spell was for before trying to read it."

?-Mikayla

“Aye... he does. I understand his gruffness.” She said absentmindedly as she read over one of the pages in the tomb. “He wand me to be able to conjure tea. I didn’t even think he drank tea.” She said reading.?

And it was almost as if the minute she began to read, she was drawn in. The world of magic inside the book calling to her. Leading her towards something bigger than herself...and so she followed it. Unsure what she would find.