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“We worked on honing my magic to discover what Kleio gifted me. I found out, but it quickly drained my energy.”
“What is it? Your magic?” Malina asked with interest.
“I can become unseen.” The side of my lips curved up.
“Unseen? Like invisible?” Nikan chimed in.
“Yeah.”
“You mean you can become hidden while in plain sight?” Malina asked in astonishment.
“As if I need magic to do that.” I winked.
“True.” She shrugged. “So, what does Kleio want you to do with this magic?”
“Uncover the truth about the Glaev,” I said.
Nikan and I leaned forward to duck under a low hanging branch.
“And how exactly does she expect you to do that?” Malina asked.
“She said that I already know.” I shrugged.
“Why do they have to be so cryptic?” she mumbled.
“The Gods can’t interfere. Neither can the Spirits,” I said. She tilted her head and gave a questioning look. I sighed as I continued. “Before the war, the Gods used fae as slaves and then during the war they forced magic into them and demanded they fight. That amount of magic in Taeralia was tilting the scales of balance to a dangerous level and the Spirits,” I gestured to Odarum who was looking off to the side, seemingly not paying attention. “Warned the Gods that if they didn’t stop, then they would destroy the realm. When Odes fell, the balance had shifted so violently that it literally tore our world apart. The Spirits then had to intervene. They made some kind of divinepact or something with the Gods. Part of that pact was the division of the lands, one to each God, with one being neutral in place of Odes, as well as forbidding the Gods to interfere with the natural evolution of fae.”
I paused for a moment. “With the exception of the Trial, where they are allowed to grant one fae at a time great magic, the Gods aren’t allowed to interact with the fae.”
“Wow,” Malina breathed. “You need to get out more.”
Nikan snorted a laugh.
“You need to read more,” I retorted.
“Is all of that true?” Nikan asked over his shoulder to Odarum.
He bobbed his head and said to me,“A butchered summarization, but yes.”
“You were there during the war?”I asked him.
“I was.”
“That was thousands of years ago. How old are you?”
“Spirits do not have an age. We have always existed.”
“Like the Gods?”
“Gods and Spirits are symbiotic. One cannot be without the other.”
“So did…Spirits die when Odes did?”I asked carefully.
“Many,”he said after a moment.
“And if a Spirit dies, do the Gods also die?”
“No. But they do painfully feel the loss.”
