“If you’re talking about the sword, yes,” the clerk replies as she starts ringing up the items. “The strap is adjustable, and the sheath will fit the sword’s size.”
“That’s what she said,” Leo jokes under his breath. He walks back over to the counter and hands the clerk a dark maroon credit card. She thanks Leo as she hands him a bag with the items. As he exits the shop, he notices a maroon and silver bracelet in a cabinet. “What can you tell me about the bracelet?”
The woman smiles, “That will help with your fire specialty.” He cocks his eyebrow and looks back at her, “I’ll take it.”
A short time later, Leo returns to his room and puts the bag on the coffee table. He takes out the ring box and walks into Victor’s room.
Victor is in the lounge chair, reading the second book. There are three empty glass water bottles on the coffee table. He notices Victor’s suit is hanging on the bedroom door.
“I see your suit has been cleaned and pressed,” Leo comments.
Victor looks up at Leo. “That maid came in twice before that, and I couldn’t even get a word in. When she came to drop off my suit, I didn’t bother trying. She loves to talk.”
“How’s your reading?” Leo asks, walking over to Victor.
Victor sighs heavily, placing the book in his lap so he can rub his eyes. “I finished the first book while eating lunch. And I still have 10 pages to go before I finish this one. Good thing these books are small.” He looks up at Leo, “Is it time to go?”
“Almost. You can finish the rest of the book in the car. Get washed up and ready,” Leo orders.
Victor puts the book on the coffee table and walks into the bedroom. A short time later, he walks out of his bedroom in his new suit. Leo is standing at the connecting doorway and gives Victor a whistle.
“I’ve got something for you,” Leo says as he tosses the ring box to Victor. Victor opens the box. “Aww, Leo, is this a proposal?” he asks sarcastically.
Leo laughs, “No, this ring will assist you with honing your empathic abilities while you channel your air specialty.”
Victor slips the ring on his hand and approves. Leo gestures to the door, and they exit the room.
Chapter Thirteen
Victor and Leo sit in the back of the town car on their way to meet Karl for Victor’s first lesson. Victor finishes the last chapter of the book. He sighs heavily, sets the book down, and rubs his eyes. “I don’t know if I can read anymore.”
“I’m surprised you did any reading,” Leo comments jokingly.
“That’s because you asked me to,” Victor politely snaps back.
Leo snickers, “Well, I’m glad. Most new witches or warlocks I’ve mentored in the past tend to skip most of the reading. After about five lessons, they realize they should have read what I gave them.”
Victor rubs the back of his neck. “So, I saw three boxes in your room. I take it they are filled with books?”
“That’s right,” Leo answers. “I hope you enjoy reading.”
Victor lets out a disgruntled groan, “Why is there so much reading?”
Leo looks over to Victor and pats his leg. “Don’t worry too much about it. I’m just having you read the important parts of the book. But make sure you find time to read what I give you.”
Victor looks down at the book and slumps over in his seat. “I hope I don’t need to read anymore tonight. My eyes are so tired.”
“I think you should be good for tonight’s lesson,” Leo mentions as he takes the book away from Victor. “But I hope you enjoy reading. Because as soon as we get through those boxes, more will come.”
Victor gives Leo a tired yet annoyed look. “How much reading is there for a warlock?”
Leo shrugs his shoulders. “Well, you’re an empath. Therefore, you can expect a lot of reading in your future. But something tells me you might pick up things quickly. At least, that’s what I was told about your mother and grandmother. Magic was practically natural to them.”
“Why does being an empath have anything to do with it?” Victor asks.
“It has everything to do with it,” Leo responds. “People of magic cannot become empaths, seers, or telepaths.”
“There are telepaths?” Victor asks with astonishment.
