<span style="font-family:Calligraffitti"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Chapter Twenty-one - Trials, Tests, and Theories</span></span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><i>The next day</i></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)"><br/>
Lucian looked over at Ayla, hie expression empty as he watched her do magic. It had been the previous day that he had seen the Diviner, and since he had given them their mother’s notes. Alexi had taken the box and opened it immediately, looking over the notes before they all went to bed for the night. He had tucked the letter to Ordenel in the drawer under the two feathers, hoping that he would never get to give it, and knowing that he would. Earlier that morning, after breakfast, he had gathered up some stuff and grabbed Ayla to go to the Workroom, preparing her for the test that was fast approaching.</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"><br/>
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Ayla’s test was only a day away, and so he was putting her through the wringer to show her that she was ready. She was currently on the last task that he had set for her, but it was the most difficult of them. It was also a trick she had tried the very first time they had entered this room. Exasperation tinged his voice as he called out,</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“No. I can still tell where you are. Number isn’t going to help you here. Just drop the spell for a second.”</span>