Raven's Soul. Volume 2 - стр. 2
– When did you have time to make all this? – I asked, not having to ask myself twice: I was hungry, and the pie was so deliciously flavorful that my mouth watered.
– I'm a mage, nothing is impossible for me," my friend reminded me, and then sent a piece of pie into my mouth.
– The poor cooks in the royal palace, they have to spend all their time in the kitchen to feed all the loafers who live there… But you can prepare food in minutes," I said, and took a bite of pie.
– You're right, my-" The healer met my gaze. – You're right, Sylvia. Magic is a great help, even in things like cooking. But I don't use it much in the home. I prefer to work with my hands.
– You must just get tired of magic… What's in that room? There's a strange energy about it that makes me a little uncomfortable. – My gaze fell on the oak door near the fireplace and us.
– It's just a room where I keep artifacts, but if you're uncomfortable with its energy, I can seal it," Evans said, following my gaze.
– No need. What are these artifacts? Will you let me look at them?
– Absolutely. If you like any of them, I'd be happy to share them. – A broad smile appeared on the healer's face, and I thought the man was very honorable and tactful, not like Derek.
– Thank you. I appreciate your kindness. – I smiled back at him.
After having some pie for breakfast, we decided to go into town to get some needed items and groceries. As long as my eyes remained blue, I had nothing to fear from the judgment and hatred of others, the main thing was to avoid those who might recognize me as "King Kaldwind's trophy". I went into the small bedroom assigned to me, located on the second floor, and began to get ready for my journey. Suddenly, a muffled female voice reached my ears, causing me to raise my eyebrows in surprise and glance at the door.
– Evans, dear friend, you've finally come home! – The girl's voice sounded quite pleasant and melodic to me.
– It's good to see you, Astrid," Evans replied in a subdued tone.
My curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to take a closer look at the stranger. When I came down to the living room, I was met by Evans's bewildered gaze. The girl gave me a rude glance from head to toe and smiled oddly.
– Good morning. I don't think we've met before," I said in a calm tone, pretending not to notice her insolent stare.
– It's good of you to come down, Sylvia. Let me introduce you to my old friend Astrid. I sent her a letter asking for her help, but I didn't get a reply, so I wasn't sure if she would come. Astrid's mother is a demon and her father is a mage, so she is someone quite unusual. She's very good at magic and could be useful to us on our journey," Evans explained, placing his palms on his friend's shoulders.
– That's right. I'm a half-demon half-magician… Evans says I have more demon blood in me because sometimes I like to make him angry. And you must be the Sylvia Rossi? Flammehav's ill-fated Scarlet Flower, Derek Merkswerd's war trophy? The demoness who became queen of Kaldwind? You are much talked about, and I must admit, I'm terribly happy to meet you! – Astrid spoke quickly and knocked the ground out from under me with her questions.
– You might say so," I agreed quietly.