Aaron

-Karen-

“Very good, little rat!” The king exclaimed with a laugh. “A purple magic rat with good manners is quite the sight isn’t it, Generals? You trained her well Conor! Quite a remarkable change from our last encounter when she was feral and rabid.” I heard several men snicker and Conor scoff from behind me. How rude! What a complete jerk! Zachary grabbed my left hand and pressed my soul jewel into my palm. “We don’t have much daylight left, maybe two hours at most so I want to see a variety of your skills. Offensive, defensive, healing magic if you can do it and anything else that you feel would be a shining example of your talents.”

“Yes, Majesty.” I turned to the large group that was gathered around me. My anxiety was starting to nag at me, but I ignored it letting my excitement take the reins. “If you could bunch into groups of about five or six, I will cast a barrier over each group just as a safety precaution.” Everyone complied with my request. Michael and the woman I presum