Then the king came.
He needed me. Needed me to help end the dragon and his acolytes. I would ride beside him as we battled this mighty enemy.
In return, I could ask a boon. Anything I wished.
I glanced at the book in my hand, the one I had been reading with my callificar the previous night.
I already knew what I wanted more than anything.
But I would always be a mage. Not even the king could change that.