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Chapters (75)
  1. Cover
  2. Also By K.A. Linde
  3. Kinkadia Map
  4. Alandria Map
  5. Pronunciation Guide
  6. Tribes
  7. The Celebration
  8. The Murder
  9. The Hangover
  10. The Journey
  11. The House of Shadows
  12. The Princess
  13. The Ball
  14. The King
  15. The Wall
  16. The Court
  17. The Masquerade
  18. The Light
  19. The Plot
  20. The Healing
  21. The Training
  22. The Masters
  23. The Problem
  24. The Meeting
  25. The Assassin
  26. The Testing
  27. The Course
  28. The Season
  29. The Lord
  30. The Star
  31. The Dragons
  32. The Protest
  33. The Library
  34. The Bond
  35. The Night of the Dead
  36. The Camp
  37. The Celebration
  38. The Suspect
  39. The Smoke
  40. The Martyr
  41. The Arrest
  42. The Probation
  43. The Holiday
  44. The Estate
  45. The Flight
  46. The Confession
  47. The Village
  48. The Hot Springs
  49. The Geivhrea
  50. The Winter Party
  51. The Heart
  52. The Blackouts
  53. The Symptoms
  54. The Council
  55. The Rally
  56. The Aftermath
  57. The Shift
  58. The Sickness
  59. The Spiritcaster
  60. The Awakening
  61. The Crux
  62. The Negotiations
  63. The River
  64. The Boats
  65. The Shadows
  66. The Battle
  67. The Defeat
  68. The Treaty
  69. The Trial
  70. The Execution
  71. The Father
  72. House of Curses
  73. Also By K.A. Linde
  74. Acknowledgments
  75. About the Author

“Relax. Breathe,” Zina repeated. She reached for a sugar cube and dropped it into her tea. “This isn’t difficult. This is as easy as breathing, as easy as speaking. There is no strain.”

Tension released from her shoulders. She’d never thought of magic as easy. She’d always been taught it was a lot of hard work, and the years of training with it had proven that to be true. But the more she didn’t try, the easier it became to do what she needed to do.

She poured the tea, adding a sugar cube of her own.

“Now, drink,” Zina said. She raised her glass with a wink.

Kerrigan took the teacup in her hand and took a sip. “How am I doing this?”

Zina smiled. “Spirit magic.”

Kerrigan startled, a drop of her tea leaving her cup and falling onto the floor. She closed her eyes. This was the floor. That was the ceiling. Tea fell on the ceiling.

“Relax through it,” Zina said. “It’ll pass.”

“How do you know I have spirit magic?”

“Gelryn and Helly came to me and asked me to be the air master for your training program. I refused until they told me that you were a spiritcaster.”

Kerrigan’s heart soared with hope. “Are you a spiritcaster?”

Zina scoffed. “No. I have some spirit magic of my own in these old veins, and based on what the others have told me, you have much more than that.”

Kerrigan stiffened. “They told you?”

“Indeed. You can fear nothing from me, dear. I’m sure it’s as much a curse as a gift.”

Understatement.

“I have agreed to train you on your spirit magic even though I am not an adequate enough teacher for the job. I cannot access the castings that you can. There has not been one of your kind in a thousand years. But I’m as close to an expert as they could scrounge up. So, I’m what you get.”

“Thank you,” she murmured. “May I ask why you waited until now to tell me?”

“Couldn’t exactly ask you to work spirit magic in front of your classmates, could I?”

“Well, no, but we had Friday training.”

“You were always running off with your dragon, for one,” Zina said, arching her eyebrow. “And I wanted to see how you’d do under pressure. It’s usually when spirit magic is the most effective, I’ve discovered.”

Another understatement. Spirit magic continued to save her life.

“When do we begin?” Kerrigan asked eagerly.

“My dear, we’ve already begun.”

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The Course