Warmth bloomed over my cheeks, and I said in a rush, “I just meant, it must be nice to know how to mistphase so you can go home and do that kind of stuff, or whatever.”
He angled his head to look me in the eye, and I could have sworn that his satisfaction grew, but his face remained impassive. “I could teach you to mistphase...if you wanted.”
“Teachmeto mistphase?” My eyes widened. “But I’m wholly siltenite. I’m not Solis or of mixed blood as you. I can’t mistphase.”
“You could. Any fairy with strong enough magic can mistphase. It’s simply not done on other continents because other fae don’t know they could learn, and those that do, are too prideful to take instruction from a Solis tutor.”
My jaw dropped. “Are you serious?”
“Quite. Mistphasing is only related to the strength of one’s magic. That’s it.”
I pushed to sitting, amazement barreling through me. “How? How is that possible? Why don’t other fae know that? Tell meeverything.”
His lips twitched. “Most don’t know because the Solis fae don’t tell them. But there’s also a lack of tutors who understand the complexities of mistphasing between each fae species. I doubt there are many, if any, Silten tutors that can teach mistphasing. But some Solis tutors have learned the differences, because mistphasingisdifferent for each of our realm’s fae, and since I’m of mixed heritage, I was given instruction from an early age in order to determine how I would mistphase. My tutor taught me both Silten and Solis mistphasing, since she didn’t know how my magic would manifest, so I learned both. Turns out, I mistphase like a Silten fairy.”
I leaned forward, and my hair cascaded around me. “You knowbothways?”
His attention drifted to where my hair had fallen over my breasts. His eyes turned slightly hooded. “I do.”
“And you’re offering to teach me?”
“I am.”
“Do you think I could actually learn?”
“If you have magic from three kingdoms, you’re definitely strong enough, so yes, I think you can.”
I jumped to my feet. “Can I learn now?”
He chuckled lightly, then stood in a blurred move, his speed once again taking me by surprise. “I don’t see why not.”
I sucked in a breath. “How do you move that fast?”
He shrugged. “It’s my warrior affinity.”
He shared that so casually, soeasily, that my breath caught. It also explained how he could fight as he did. His Solis magic literally gave him that capability.
I tried to mask my joy at how readily he’d shared that detail. To cover it up, I said in a teasing tone, “Ah, so this was the other magic you were alluding to, and do you have more than one Solis affinity?”
I cocked my head curiously, because like Silten fae who typically only had the magic of the kingdom they were born into, most Solis only had one affinity. But as also occurred on our continent, I’d heard that some Solis possessedmorethan one affinity.
Instead of answering, Kole held out his hand. “Enough talking. If you want to learn to mistphase, we best start now. Take my hand, and I’ll transport us outside.”
I grasped his hand. It was hard, calloused, and completely swallowed mine. The feel of him threatened to command all of my attention, so I forced myself to keep my focus on what he’d said. “Wait...you can mistphase mewith you?”
“Yes, I have enough magic to carry us both.” He pulled me closer, and since he towered over me, I had to tilt my chin back to meet his eye.
His irises sparkled. My heart galloped, and not just at the thought of mistphasing. Once again, I was struck by the sheer beauty of this male.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Will it hurt?”
“No, but it can be rather jarring.”
I chuffed, but the fact that I could learn how to mistphase had a moment of regret hitting me that my aunt and uncle weren’t here to witness it.
They’d always been so proud of my immense magic and abilities. I had no doubt that Uncle Timith would have been cheering for me and encouraging me to give it everything I had.
