'What's going on here?' Evin thought as he stared at the three papers with fear and confusion.
Was he really soone who warranted such strict observations? Who found him so interesting that they'd leave not one, but three, of these things inside his room? What the hell did they want from him? Was it the voice they wanted? They why don't they just take it? Evin didn't want the thing in his head.
A weird buzzing sound appeared in his ears alongside the muffled shouts that ca from inside his head.
However, Evin didn't care about these things. Instead, he found himself looking around the room, searching for sothing… or rather, soone. He didn't know why he was doing this, considering who the man was… but nevertheless, Evin found himself wanting to see this person. Even if the slightest thought of his father instilled primal fear and worry in his heart, it felt right for Evin to be near him. But for better or worse, there was no one else in the room beside himself.
"Oh… I'm all alone now…" An empty whisper escaped his mouth.
the voice's muffled shouts finally beca clear.
Calming himself down a bit, Evin carefully put the two others where they were and then picked up the 1st with the most natural confused sound he could manage.
He then walked out of his new room, called for a servant, which happened to be an old man of so sorts, and showed him the paper.
"Sorry, sir. I found this in my room. I think the previous tenant left it behind," Evin said, barely keeping his voice from cracking.
The old man looked at the piece of paper with so curiosity, before his expression turned into shock. He seed to mouth an 'Oh, shit…' before doing his best to wipe off the shock off his face. Turning to Evin, he accepted the paper with respect and professionalism.
"Alright, I'll see that this falls into the proper hands," the old man said in his most casual tone, before adding on sheepishly, "Don't worry about it, young mage!"
The servant's comical actions loosened Evin's tense mind a bit, as he walked back into his room with a thanks.
"But I don't even know these things that I'm not allowed to know," Evin suddenly thought it unfair, "You still haven't taught how to cast magic like you promised."
the voice seed to sneer.
Evin was about to complain, but the voice continued.
the voice laughed, the voice said with a calm sigh.
Evin scoffed at its threatening comnt.
"I'm a mage now. I can seek help from the mages. I'm sure they have a thod to get rid of you once and for all. In fact, I'm positive that there's at least one mage with the ability to deal with you among the thousands in their league."
the voice started cackling elatedly.
the voice started to wheeze uncontrollably at this point.
Evin listened to the voice giggling by itself for a minute straight, seething with annoyance. Finally, he heard a sigh of pure satisfaction and delight from the voice. One that people tended to do after a nice, hearty laugh.
the voice finished.
"Fine, I get it. But mages are different!" Evin replied stubbornly.
the voice said annoyedly, before its tone turned animated once again,
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