Chapter12 Then came the first actual magic class

Wren Hale's POV

I set the cat down on the bench at the edge of the field. He'd also come to class with me.

"Stay put."

He pressed his paws against the bench, looked at me, and didn't move.

Farm work is not easy, and after all these years, the stamina was real. I wasn't the fastest, but I held my...

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