When I wrote Dueling Students, I didn’t think that brief magical combat would spark a deeper dive into the Academy’s history. Thankfully, inspiration circled back, pulling Aiden from the depths of my mind. During Aiden’s last tale, I focused on a conversation with him and his friend. Aiden pleaded with Daylen to join him for extra classes with Imryll.
When they finished their talk, the students headed to Imryll’s classroom for their first extra session. They discover a pile of polished stones on Imryll’s desk, with her sitting on the desk’s edge.
Come, sit down and allow me to give you a mini-escape and kindle your imagination.
“Do you want me to continue throwing rocks?”
“I enchanted each of these stones, softening them.” A grin spread across Imryll’s lips as she tapped her chin. “They’re also an excellent incentive to focus.”
Daylen weighed the smooth stone in his hand, sucking on his lip. With a shrug, he heaved the rock at his friend. It raced across the classroom, striking Aiden’s chest.
“Ouch!” Aiden rubbed the fledgling bruise. “I thought you were going to teach me some new.”
Imryll’s grin widened as she lifted a finger. “Haven’t you been listening?”
“Paying attention is difficult when you’re pummeling me with an endless supply of rocks.”
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