One month into Morana's training Mago's had every waking hour with her. He watched her servants and her gaurds. Never allowing his gaurd to be down, but with her teaching and protection on his plate he could could hardly fit in sleep. Now it was beginning to show, He rubbed his eyes in frustration. "No,no,no think swinging from a vine, not falling on your face". Large pillars of ice dotted the empty fields outside the forest of Silva, the forest was close to the capital and many adventures patrolled the area so Magos knew that only fools would attack here or heavily paid assassins. A thud drew his attention back to the Queen as she landed from a short fall. Raising up she huffed angrily. " How am I supposed to do this, its impossible creating slides is easy, creating pillars to jump hard but doable, creating slides that I travel on that go up and down is not possible for me. It's only something heros do in fairy tales". Mago's ignored the attitude, "listen your highness, your magic is special you can conjure and control ice from the air around you with out casting. All you need is focus and agility and as of right now you are lacking both". Becoming jealous of the Heka napping in a chair he summoned Magos proposed a break which Morana was more than happy to comply. Magos laid down allowing his body to sink into the grass. All this time he'd spent with her, he had still learned nothing about her. She was an anomaly to him, most of the Royalty he had met were all the same. She was different and it wasn't because she had magic, she was some how humble. A brat for sure and he was still unclear if she or her Prime minister was ruling the Kingdom. She seemed unfit to be a queen but he did not think this out of disrespect but the opposite. Of all the women he'd met she was by far the brightest burning.
In an instant reality struck with the sound of a scream. Using an earth pillar spell he rose to his feet. Unsheathing a one handed short sword he scrambled to the Queens side erecting a stone dome around them. He turned to her and found what he was afraid to find, an Arrow protruding from her left shoulder. She grasped his forearm and spoke through gritted teeth," sleeping on the job sir Knight". He smirked "you'll forgive me won't you? More importantly wheres the old man and what's the situation? Here cover the wound with an ice cover". Morana did as she was told and gritted her teeth through the pain as ice entered the wound. Magos created a small peep hole in the dome. Peeking out he could see nothing but the grass and trees. Noticing it was dark he mentally screamed at himself. How could he sleep for so long, why didn't he since they're presence. Turning back to Morana he asked once where Heka was but she was no longer conscious. In a frantic hurry he felt for signs of life. Finding a pulse he suddenly realized what he had to do. He took an oath to protect magic in this world he was born into. Slowly dirt and stone began to form around her defenseless body. "You are magic" Magos gently patted her head "and I swore an oath". The small hole became a door way and Magos stepped forward.