Chapter ONE - Weebly

Orders.”
Ethan decided in that moment that he liked Pell.
“And is it this same penchant for mischief that makes
you want to learn a spell you’re forbidden to use, a
spell that could get you banished from the Church, and
possibly even burned as a witch?”
The minister blushed and grew pale at the same
time, so that the only points of color on his face were
bright red spots high on each cheek. “I’m no fool,
Mister Kaille. I wouldn’t get myself banished or burned
or hanged. And I’ve been thinking that I’ve spent too
long denying this part of my ancestry.”
“I can appreciate that. But I’m not willing to risk
your life by teaching you spells. And if by some chance
my sister were to learn that I had so much as mentioned
such things to you, she would have my head.” Ethan
paused, looking at the minister. “Then again, if you hope
to return to the Chapel without anyone knowing that
you left, you had best let me heal that bruise on your
jaw.”
Pell probed it gingerly with his fingers, frowning
again. “I could say that I fell.”