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Chapter 2: I am you
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... r's tea. It moved on its own, animated by a simple domestic cantrip. The sound itself wasn't as grating on Cael's ears as the fact that it moved on its own. But there was nothing Cael could do about it.
He lowered his eyes to his breakfast and kept tearing at the fried eggs with bacon—the only available way to express his annoyance.
"Vittorio, if you can't use this spell properly, then don't use it at all." Their father's harsh voice rose above the table. The teaspoon immediately sto ...
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