Dulce stared at Markus for a few more heartbeats, but when he studiously ignored her, she got up with a little “mrrp” sound and began to circle their spell, reading the runes. Emily left her to it, knowing she’d speak up if she found an error in their work.
As Markus went on to explain what he intended to enchant, Emily smiled faintly, but it quickly morphed into a thoughtful frown. He was clearly attached to the item, and understandably so when he mentioned it was from Vicky, but she disapproved of the sentimentality when he mentioned it being of lower quality. It looked like pewter, which was soft.
“Would you stake your life on it?” she asked seriously, leaning on her hands on the table. It was a leading question, Emily still in the process of testing his ritual smarts. If this was to be his protection out there, was he willing to channel the magic through a sub-par material?
As Markus went on to explain what he intended to enchant, Emily smiled faintly, but it quickly morphed into a thoughtful frown. He was clearly attached to the item, and understandably so when he mentioned it was from Vicky, but she disapproved of the sentimentality when he mentioned it being of lower quality. It looked like pewter, which was soft.
“Would you stake your life on it?” she asked seriously, leaning on her hands on the table. It was a leading question, Emily still in the process of testing his ritual smarts. If this was to be his protection out there, was he willing to channel the magic through a sub-par material?