“What spell is this for?” Jem asked me, yawning. I frowned, worried about him. I told him we didn’t have to do this every night, but he was insisting every night we were not riding on the horses we would be practicing. He was exhausted, we both were, but I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. He knew I’d keep going every night even if he wasn’t here, and he wanted to make sure I didn’t get caught or hurt.
“It’s a summoning spell, apparently,” I said, wiping my brow as I finished placing the weapons around me in a circle. I requested us to meet at the chest of weapons they keep away from the camp in case we get attacked and separated. I stood in the middle of the circle and he was standing next to me, his eyebrow raised. “I...probably wouldn’t stand there if I was you,” I said, chew
