Felit?a didn’t want to disturb the young woman any further, so waited a few moments to make sure Nin-Akna had fallen back asleep. She could easily cast a spell to mask any sounds from waking Nin-Akna, but this was a good moment to practise alternative casting methods. Ever since she’d had her fingers broken, she’d realised how over-reliant she was on her hands and fingers for spellcasting.


    The result took a lot more energy than casting it her usual way. She felt a little like she was fourteen again, when every spell was awkward and drained more of her energy than it needed to.


    quite like when she was fourteen when it would have used all her energy. She still had loads left. But it had been a strain, and she definitely needed more practice. She headed out of the inn.


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    A stocky figure was standing in the shadows down the road. Whoever it was ducked into an alley.


    was following her.


    Felit?a.