Cas forced himself out of bed the next day. Even with all the healing spells he marked himself with he was exhausted and soreness ran through him like wildfire. His academy suit, which he slept in, was thread bear. Cia was tough on him, but it was for a good cause. The quick learning spells he placed on his body allowed him by the end of their session to have proficiency in fighting.
By the time Jaxs showed up to collect his garments Cas was already dressed in a new uniform making sure to button even the top button on the dress shirt to hide any type of visible bruises. "My oh my, Cas I have been hearing some pretty interesting rumours."
Frost formed on the mirror in front of Cas. Slowly the names of Cas and Cia formed into a shape of a heart. Cas rolled his eyes, he was in high school again. "How long did it take for everyone to start this rumour?"
"You know the standard five seconds." Jaxs started to laugh. "Come on let's go to the meal hall."
"Fine," Cas said sounding a little more eager than complacent. Somewhere in the back of his mind he remembered that the consuming of foods allowed healing spells to enact quicker while replenishing the energy that was used in the process.
As they walked down the hall Cas couldn't help, but notice the glares he was getting, the stares in the meal room were even worst. Before Cas could ask Jaxs said rhetorically, "What can I say? You played with fire and now you are going to get burned."
Sitting down at the table Cas continued. "I don't see what the deal is even if we were together."
"I'm sorry but hypothetical suggestions on something that is true are not valad means of conversation. I think what you had meant to say is 'why do people care that we are dating.'"
Jaxs looked at him with his trickster smile. Cas unbuttoned the top bit of his collar, revealing the deep bruise in the side of his neck. "All we did was train okay." Jax looked unmoved. "Besides even if I had something with her it would be put on post pone."
"You don't have to prove anything to me." Jax to a bite of his food. "The only one you have to prove anything to is you and Cia." Jax look at the two twin clocks, "But I'd recommend that you have this conversation before the two clocks align."
"What do you mean?" Cas said.
Jax shock his head in disappointment. "By now you have probably, or at least should have, noticed that the timeline in the magic realm is a bit sporadic. While you have been conscience you have been here for maybe thirteen moral days."
"That's impossible." Yet as he said that it was almost as if the information found itself in his mind only confirming the notion.
"Encoders still really don't know the real reasoning for this but what they do know is that once a year there is a day where both realms equalize and that is when we will perform the final instalment of the inheritance to the second generation."
After a brief moment Cas said, "Why are you telling me this?"
Jaxs gave out a short laugh. "Well I guess you could say that I am some sort of lost romantic even though my heart is as cold as ice." Jaxs stood up, "Unfortunately, I think it's time to go and we should probably end such conversations, after all we're only seventeen."
In a puff of ice cold air that left frost on all of its surroundings Jaxs was gone leaving behind nothing but his usual air of ambiguity. By the time Cas made it to the classroom most of the seating in the back was filled only leaving the one directly in Lockley line of vision. Cas felt his neck relieved to know that his marks where gone and he was rejuvenated.
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Enchanter
Ficção AdolescenteIn 2014 I wrote Enchanter to have fun with the practice of writing. This is the original copy of what I thought the story was. A boy on a journey through self-discovery in a strange magic world that makes no sense after reviewing it from a 10-year h...