I teleported us back to my room, Lazarus letting out a small sigh as he walked around the space. "I still can't believe Mirovi put you in the servants' quarters." he grumbled.
I shrugged. "I've stayed in worse." I walked over to my wardrobe, looking through the few clothing items I had.
I heard the bed squeak as Lazarus sat on the bed. "If you can make things out of thin air, why do you not have more stuff?"
I laughed as I looked over to him, his large frame taking up a big chunk of the bed as he sprawled out looking around. "You do know that I tried to hide my powers. I got away with it for years without the council finding out. You know why? Because I wasn't stupid enough to use them for material gain." I turned back to the wardrobe. "Besides, magic comes with a price. You put out
