curse of the magi 27

Hovsep was pacing his room along the same pattern he always paced it. Back corner, front corner, side middle, back corner. A perfect triangle. There was no thread left on the carpet there.

He turned around as the door creaked open.

“Elia.” He smiled with half of his mouth. “You’re here.”

“It’s good to see you too.” She gave him a half smile back. “Where are they? Hovsep pointed to the door behind her.

“Holding cells.” Elia nodded and followed him into an all-silver holding room. She
shifted uncomfortably, she could already feel the deadly metal sapping her energy, but she had been trained for this. A barrier spell insulated her magic, but she would have to make contact with the guard to put her under a sleeping spell.

The guard jumped to her feet.

“What is your business here?” she demanded. Hovsep shook his head.

“You don’t recognize us? Seriously?” The guard raised her eyebrow.

“No…”

“Well we have explicit orders to talk to the two in cell 3.” The guard shook her head.

“I’m going to have to confirm with HQ.” Elia shook her head.

“No need, I have written permission. One sec it’s right-“ Hovsep stuck his foot out
and Elia tripped onto the guard. As soon as she made contact, she pushed a sleeping spell onto the surprised woman who slumped gently to the ground.

He made eye contact will her, nodded, and he spoke without words. You’ve got this. Elia nodded back and leaned over the guard. As she turned her back, Hovsep slipped out and the door clicked shut. Elia unthreaded the key marked with a three from the leather key ring. She quickly unlocked the door, her heart racing.

There were two people in the cell , but hardly any movement. When the door swung in, the brown haired one raised his dark blue eyes, but the hazel-eyed ginger only curled tighter into a fetal position.

“Who are you?’ the brown haired boy croaked.

“I’m Elia, and I’m here to help.”

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