Driz aspires to be a great mage but he’s done poorly the last few years of his schooling and cannot enter the mage university. Instead he seeks a mentor in the remnants of the once-great magical race of Melcovia, now mostly driven into hiding by the brutal government of dictator Congerson.<br><br>Cory has hidden out in a remote estate in the foothills of the great mountains and sorely misses contact with others of his kind. When he hears a telepathic call from a youth seeking a mentor and master, it seems a dream come true. But will the young man find him? Can he buckle down enough to learn the discipline and control he needs? And can he ever become the true partner and soul-mate Cory has never found?<br><br>When Congerson’s minions and a rogue mage strike the last empowered folk in Melcovia, Driz’s family is in dire peril. He must choose between staying to work with Cory or breaking his indenture to try to save his mother and siblings. Which will it be?

The Sorcerer's Apprentice

Perhaps little seduction and persuasion will be required. That’s good. I’ve little patience for such nonsense, really, and even less recent practice.


“I’m sure you’re tired and ready for repose. Let me show you the bedroom so you can go ahead and retire. Although I have a bit of work to do this evening, I’ll be along in good time.”


Did Driz’s expression reveal a hint of disappointment? Cory could not be sure, although he decided that boded well if it were true. If the lad actually were eager, so much the better. Make him wait a bit and it will seem more of a reward than a payment for lessons in mage-craft. Hiding his smug smile, Cory rose and led the way to the loft bedroom area. He did have a good bed, wide and cushiony. Sturdy too, well made enough to sustain a bit of energetic romping when the need arose.


Chapter 5