Chapter 13

• Traveling by horse was a much faster return trip then stumbling on foot. I almost fell off Michael’s horse when I spotted the tree and little house. “We’re here.” He stopped the horse and I fell to the ground with all my usual grace.
• Getting up, I ran to the house, then turned to see everyone giving me the strangest look. The greasy looking man they called Romulus came up beside me and waved his hands around. Turning back to the others he nodded.
• I realized then they couldn’t see the house, only I could. I really needed to find out more about this mage stuff.