The next morning, I woke up earlier, excited for the day. I spent a lot of time the night before thinking about the Spar and found myself rather optimistic. Regardless of the demands of the church and slave crest, I had mastered an astonishing degree of magic and was becoming proficient in even fourth-circle spells. I felt the urge to begin studying fifth-circle fate magic, which was where divination truly came into play, but there were other things that demanded my attention first.
Throwing on a dress and sandals, I made off for the main hall. While I still the gazes of many, it was no longer significant. Anyone who hadn't heard rumors was probably blind and deaf.
