“What a lovely image.” Alicia smiled. “I’ll help you both.”
Zo stood straight. She raised her arms, her hands over her brother’s still beating heart. “Air that shapes, air that gives life,” she muttered calling the element that would weave the spell. The words weren’t really necessary - she could manipulate the element with her will - but the words helped give shape to her thoughts.
The magic came easily. It glowed in her veins, passed out through her hands and cast a powerful shield around her brother. A bright blue net of thin spidery lines covered him from head to toe.
“I’ve made it as strong as possible. It’s not tied to me and will remain stable even when I’m not around. It’s not invisible. That makes it potent, and also you’ll be able to know if anyone tries to temper with it. He will sleep peacefully under its protection,” she told her sister.
Alicia nodded her approval. “Looks good. Come, let’s discuss the route you’ll take to the plateau of Ibarjan. You should start at the first light of dawn. I’ve already send someone to the dock to tell the harbor master to get a boat ready. ”
Zo followed her sister. At the door, she stopped and glanced back at her brother’s still form. She blew him a kiss. “I promise,” she muttered once more. With an impatient hand, she brushed back the tears from her eyes and stepped out, closing the door shut behind her.
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