A little back story about this story first: My best friend and I love Sherlock, so we each created our own mind palaces. This is the result of my mind putting my mind palace into a story. Please enjoy!
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Wait. Look there. It's her! The High Wizard! This is almost too good to be true! I've been training in magic since I was a child, and I'll finally get to meet the High Wizard that made my training possible. I raced down the stairs, rushed through the halls, and tore through the gardens in the courtyard, stopping at the gates. I watched as the High Wizard walked at her own pace to the place I called my home.
I watched as she stopped along the road to greet and say thanks to the merchants she traveled with. As she walked through the open gates, I gave a deep bow of deference to her. As I stood up, she bowed with respect to me. It was a customary greeting between two adults who've trained in magic, but it still made me unnecessarily giddy. As she stood back up, she looked around.
"This courtyard. it feels small." She says to me as she looks back.
"That would be a consequence of my love for flowers." I reply to her. pointing at the many blooming gardens all around the courtyard. "It's a hobby of mine. I tend to them between my classes."
"Your aura is rather strong enough, don't you think?" she asks me with a quizzical look on her face.
"Not as strong as your own," I say to her, looking down with a smile on my face. I look back up at her and say, "I've been training since I was a child, and I've always aspired to be the next High Wizard."
"Well you might get The Chance. Would you take me to your parents? If you'd like, you can stay during our discussion." She says to me with a smile.
I grin widely and say to her, "Right this way, then." We start walking together, with me leading, to the main entry hall.
The High Wizard and I made our way to the front of the crowd in the main entry hall. The King and my mother noticed the two of us and called out to everyone gathered.
"We apologize, but we must ask that you all take your concerns with you out the door. We have business we must discuss with the High Wizard of the realm."
With a collective groan, and a myriad of complaints, the crowd left the main entry hall to where they needed to be. The High Wizard and I stayed where we were standing.
"Darien. What are you doing just standing there? I said for everyo-"
"Sir, I told him he could stay." I was glad she stepped in. The King waited a few moments.
"Why?" He asked simply.
"Because. I would like to give him The Chance. And he's told me he's always wanted it."
"Since when have you known how to use magic?" He asks me.
"Since I was born, King." I say to him with a hint of both deference and detestation. "And I've been training with it since I was five years of age."
The King waited a few more moments. "So you want The Chance. Well I refuse to allow it."
"That's fine. I only need the approval of my birth parents." This comment from me made him turn a bright red, but my mother was beaming.
"Ma'm, Do you give your son permission to take The Chance?" The High Wizard asks my mother.
"Yes! Yes let him take The Chance, please!" She says to the High Wizard.
"And do you have your father's permission, Darien?" The high Wizard asks me.
"He died before I knew him." I tell her.
"Then it's settled. You will be allowed to take The Chance." She says to me with a smile.
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Chapter 1
I'd heard the whispers, but I never thought it would happen. The High Wizard was coming down to our palace. Most people would think this a curse, but not me. My mother has confirmed to me that the High Wizard was visiting. She might even be here by tonight. I've been watching the doors from the ramparts since this morning. All I've seen have been the usual. Traders, Merchants, Jesters and the like. So far, I've not seen the High Wizard, but she does have her own schedule...Wait. Look there. It's her! The High Wizard! This is almost too good to be true! I've been training in magic since I was a child, and I'll finally get to meet the High Wizard that made my training possible. I raced down the stairs, rushed through the halls, and tore through the gardens in the courtyard, stopping at the gates. I watched as the High Wizard walked at her own pace to the place I called my home.
I watched as she stopped along the road to greet and say thanks to the merchants she traveled with. As she walked through the open gates, I gave a deep bow of deference to her. As I stood up, she bowed with respect to me. It was a customary greeting between two adults who've trained in magic, but it still made me unnecessarily giddy. As she stood back up, she looked around.
"This courtyard. it feels small." She says to me as she looks back.
"That would be a consequence of my love for flowers." I reply to her. pointing at the many blooming gardens all around the courtyard. "It's a hobby of mine. I tend to them between my classes."
"Your aura is rather strong enough, don't you think?" she asks me with a quizzical look on her face.
"Not as strong as your own," I say to her, looking down with a smile on my face. I look back up at her and say, "I've been training since I was a child, and I've always aspired to be the next High Wizard."
"Well you might get The Chance. Would you take me to your parents? If you'd like, you can stay during our discussion." She says to me with a smile.
I grin widely and say to her, "Right this way, then." We start walking together, with me leading, to the main entry hall.
The High Wizard and I made our way to the front of the crowd in the main entry hall. The King and my mother noticed the two of us and called out to everyone gathered.
"We apologize, but we must ask that you all take your concerns with you out the door. We have business we must discuss with the High Wizard of the realm."
With a collective groan, and a myriad of complaints, the crowd left the main entry hall to where they needed to be. The High Wizard and I stayed where we were standing.
"Darien. What are you doing just standing there? I said for everyo-"
"Sir, I told him he could stay." I was glad she stepped in. The King waited a few moments.
"Why?" He asked simply.
"Because. I would like to give him The Chance. And he's told me he's always wanted it."
"Since when have you known how to use magic?" He asks me.
"Since I was born, King." I say to him with a hint of both deference and detestation. "And I've been training with it since I was five years of age."
The King waited a few more moments. "So you want The Chance. Well I refuse to allow it."
"That's fine. I only need the approval of my birth parents." This comment from me made him turn a bright red, but my mother was beaming.
"Ma'm, Do you give your son permission to take The Chance?" The High Wizard asks my mother.
"Yes! Yes let him take The Chance, please!" She says to the High Wizard.
"And do you have your father's permission, Darien?" The high Wizard asks me.
"He died before I knew him." I tell her.
"Then it's settled. You will be allowed to take The Chance." She says to me with a smile.