Chapter 63 The Garden For Royals

For the next week Lara spent her time in translating the arcana book of Onduri. The spells were tough and with every other spell, she would feel tingle in her body. It was like the magic of the spells would ripple over her, play over her skin like gentle waves on the surface of water. Sometimes she would brush up her skin forcefully as if to remove the feeling and sometimes she would giggle when honey-yellow tendrils of magic would coil and curl and flutter around her. It was as if the dark arcana book in Onduri liked her.

The dark spells weren't easy to translate. Lara was doing only one or two pages a day. Whenever she would read out the incantations, the magic would flow out of the arcana towards her, as if attracted, entranced. One night when Marcus returned, he found Lara sleeping on the bed with honey-yellow tendrils of magic floating around her gently, touching her, caressing her like a lover. The arcana in Onduri was open and the tendrils were emerging from it.