Chapter 35: A small amount of magic ruined by a memory
Cass set to work researching more magic since Sam wasn’t around and he needed something to fill his time as he waited for the test to approach.
Sam hadn’t been pleased when he’d heard what Cass had agreed to do. He’d tried to convince him not to, but Cass wasn’t going to budge. Sam realised it rather quickly, and with an upset expression, he’d asked Cass if he could at least change him out of the white undershirt since he had a feeling that this was going to go poorly.
Cass had agreed, so he’d changed and in the time that it took for him to do so, the maid that Cass had told Lady Fiona that she could send arrived. Cass had chuckled at her predictability, but then he’d composed himself.
So, he was alone, practising magic while he waited for Sam to finish preparing his meal.
It was a little bit funny to him how worried Sam, Sir Forsythe and Byron were for him. Cass barely knew them, and it wasn’t as if Lord Blackburn was kind to any of them. He only kept them around because they had passed the test he’d given them. Or, Lord Blackburn had given them.
Cass only kept them around because this was a fucking castle and he needed to have people in a place like this. Otherwise he wouldn’t survive on his own. He couldn’t just waltz into the servants quarters and make a quick meal. It would not go down well.
Especially since he was apparently so fucking picky.
Cass was actually a little excited to see what happened. Lord Blackburn’s memories when it came to food were...blocked. It was the easiest way that he could describe it.
In fact, there were several avenues of memories that were ’blocked’. Cass had no idea why, but for some reason there were some things he couldn’t access. Magic and food were one of them, as well as some, not all, of Lord Blackburn’s childhood memories.