Chapter 16

• My workshop? My very own workshop! As in a place where I can mix herbs, practice medicine with magic and study in total silence. My broken heart leapt with joy. This had to be the only thing that could have qualified as compensation for me at the moment. However, how did they know? I guess Gray was just intuitive. He did not stick around to see me clean up and that was perfectly okay.
• I cleared the area, shoving old dusty books, rags and worn-out metals in a heap of garbage on one side of the room. Owing to what Gray had said, the place was as dusty as a fairy sprinkler, only this kind of dust had no magic embedded in them and was not golden. I coughed. It was the type of place where you would go in healthy and come out with a nasty cough. I used the broom to take out spider webs and there was only one thing left to do, which was to leave the place open for air to come in. It had two windows and I opened both of them up. I even threw the door open and wedged it with a stone to stay open, all for the sake of cross ventilation.
• The truth is I had left some of my things at my former workshop behind back home, since it all could not fit into my duffel bag. I wanted to try out a new experiment. It involved the use of blue rose mashed up with alligator pepper and ginger to counter the effect of wolfsbane potion. I asked for nobody’s permission because frankly I did need any to leave. I was going to play by their first rule. In this pack, we damnable do as well as we please.