Chapter 10 - My first test subject

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As the first rays of sunlight gently streamed through the window, I was surprised by how quickly time had passed. The night had been spent crafting a variety of potions. In my hands, I held an assortment of healing potions, alongside potions to combat exhaustion and fatigue, to counteract the strains of the previous day. I had opened one of the old cabinets, finding the necessary ingredients that I carefully arranged on my workspace. Though the components had aged and lost some of their freshness, my magic breathed new life into them. To ensure their effectiveness, I tested them on myself. To my relief, I felt my strength renewing and exhaustion slipping away.

As I let my gaze wander around the room, it fell upon Isabella, still asleep with her head resting on the table

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As I let my gaze wander around the room, it fell upon Isabella, still asleep with her head resting on the table. Her tousled hair and sleepy expression gave her an almost comical look. I gently woke her up and she slowly opened her eyes. "What time is it?" she asked, as she sat up and tried to improve her appearance. I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh and replied, "It's still early in the morning."

In that moment, I handed her and Raven one of the potions against exhaustion. They regarded the bottles skeptically, but finally trusted me and drank them without hesitation. Suddenly, I could practically see the exhaustion melting away from them, replaced by a refreshed sparkle in their eyes. Isabella was positively radiating with energy. "I haven't felt this regenerated in ages," she exclaimed, astonished.

In that moment, I expressed the desire to meet the Duke. "Could you arrange that for me?" I asked Isabella, filled with delight. A smile spread across her face. "Of course, I will take care of it immediately," she assured me, and I watched as she energetically rose from her chair and set off. As she made her way to the Duke, I began to pack everything together. The potions were carefully stored in a sturdy crate. However, when I attempted to lift the crate, I noticed how heavy it already was. My own strength wasn't enough to handle it.

Suddenly, I felt Raven's presence behind me. He had remained silent and discreet, but now he reached for the crate and effortlessly held it in his strong hands. I looked up at him in surprise. "The crate is quite heavy. I can remove a few bottles to reduce the weight," I offered. But he simply shook his head and smiled softly. In his hands, the crate seemed to become feather-light, as if it lost weight in his mere presence.

Isabella returned with lively eyes and a radiant smile on her lips. Her hair gleamed in the morning light as she excitedly reported the current situation to me. Her words reached my ears like an appealing melody, awakening my curiosity. So, the Duke was at the morning knight's training, and I was given the choice to either visit the training grounds or, later, after a hearty breakfast, visit his office. This decision was not easy for me, as I was equally fascinated by the idea of seeing the knights in action and eager to meet the Duke in a more private setting. After brief contemplation, I decided to seize the opportunity and explore the training grounds.

We embarked on an exciting journey through the majestic corridors of the castle. The paintings on the walls seemed to observe us with their sublime depictions of past times. Every step echoed, lending our journey a certain magic. Finally, we reached the garden that stretched out before us. The first rays of sunlight peeked through the treetops, bathing the scenery in a warm, golden light. We stood in front of the massive gate that enclosed the training grounds. The stone wall bestowed a sense of grandeur upon the place and revealed the centuries-old history hidden within its walls. Isabella opened the gate with a skillful motion. A faint creak accompanied the gate's opening, and suddenly an atmosphere of excitement filled the air.

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