“The dean didn’t do it,” added several others.
“But look what he has on his shelves!” Norbert cried, vicious and triumphant, pushing himself to his feet and opening the volume. “Joachim, you know I don’t shock easily, but I am deeply disappointed! It’s- Why, look!” holding up the title page to show the others. “It’s a book of magic!” He leafed through. “And here, marked with his own marker-” He stopped, unable to find the poison spell because I had taken the marker out.
There was a short silence. Norbert seemed to realize that this wasn’t coming out quite the way he intended. One of the priests, the one I thought was the chancellor, asked quietly, “Why did you think the dean had such a book in his study, Norbert? And how did you know even before you opened it that it was a book of magic?”
The cantor looked around desperately. “That servant of yours-” he tried.
“I hope,” said Joachim mildly, “that you did not bring this book in here earlier and threaten my servant with exposure of what he still believes is a secret, to keep him from informing me of your visit.”
In the subsequent uproar everyone seemed to forget the magic book’s abrupt arrival on the scene, except for Joachim, who looked thoughtfully at the ceiling. I slipped back to my room as Norbert, apparently deciding that at this point full confession would work better than denial, threw himself at the dean’s feet, quite real tears running down his cheeks.
This I didn’t need to see. I quietly opened my casement window, stepped out into the air, and flew off, still invisible, in search of supper.
IV
Even with a magnifying glass, it was hard to read the inscription in Theodora’s ring by candle light. I tipped the ring back and forth and wished for one of the excellent magic lamps from Yurt.
“It’s a spell, certainly,” I told Theodora. We sat by her hearth, where she had been trying to teach me the spell for a cloak of fire.
“It’s really very easy,” she had said. “Make yourself a net of anything that will burn quickly-dry grass works very well. Then ignite it while simultaneously saying the spell against being burnt.” We practiced while sitting almost all the way into the fireplace. She had moved her piles of cloth well away to keep them from sparks.
“My hands do all right,” I said. “You know you used to scold me about drawing them back, but I hope you notice how much better I’ve become. But my head still worries; my hair and beard know they’re going to catch fire at any second.”
This she found hilarious, and by the time she recovered her breath I decided I had had enough for today of trying to establish the same sort of authority over my body that she seemed to have without the slightest effort over hers. These recent weeks felt to me like something flaring and flashing just barely within my control, but so far-I hoped-I had avoided being scorched.
Even though Theodora’s magic and mine were so different, I felt a companionship with her that I had never felt with anyone else. Now that I had admitted to myself that I was in love with her, I kept wondering what would happen next. I found it difficult to imagine being back either in Yurt or at the wizards’ school with Theodora at my side. But it was equally difficult to imagine being anywhere without her.
Although I had told the queen I would give up wizardry for her, I knew I could not. It had become such a part of me that it would be like trying to give up breathing. I loved Theodora and wanted her, but it would still be impossible never to practice magic again. On the other hand, I told myself, just because I gave up all recognized posts for wizards did not mean I would have to give up practicing magic. I could be another itinerant spell-caster, just one who happened to have a degree from the school.
Maybe, I thought, Theodora and I could take off in a caravan with a pony. But I had promised Joachim he could come in my caravan, and he might not like her company. Or maybe I could settle down here in the cathedral city and do tricks in the market place, even if the old magician did become furious at me. I had thought when I met him that doing simple magic tricks for pennies would be a degrading way to spend one’s life, but if Theodora were with me it might have unexpected benefits.
I wondered briefly if she had been falling in love with me as I fell in love with her, or if she had picked me out even before we met face-to-face. If so, was it with the intention from the beginning that we fall in love? But I didn’t like this line of thinking and tried to dismiss it. “Maybe I can make your ring glow itself with a spell of my own,” I suggested.
The spell worked even better than I had hoped; the gold blazed into light while the letters remained black and finally intelligible, spelling out words in the Hidden Language that I recognized.
Carefully I put the magnifying glass down, feeling stabbed with cold. “Theodora, this is a spell to reveal what is hidden. When you put on the ring, you not only make yourself invisible, you make yourself able to see other invisible creatures. You’ve got to tell me about these ‘things’ you see. Are they here in the city now?”
“I don’t know,” she said slowly, completely serious for once. “I try not to use my ring very often and, as I already told you, I don’t see them every time.”
“When was the last time you saw them?”
She closed her eyes. “I don’t like thinking about them. It must have been two months or so ago.”
I put a hand on her arm. “Where were they?”
She opened her eyes and put her hand over mine. “On the new cathedral tower. I had been climbing up there at night. When I was near the top, where the workmen had some cut stone piled ready for use, I noticed it was all in disarray as though the piles had been pushed over. And then as I was coming down I almost ran into the watchman. I put on my ring just in time.”
I could feel her trembling and realized that she had been deeply frightened. “And then?”
“I saw two of them, almost like big lizards. I just caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of my eye. But they had wings and-and what looked like hands.”
The winged red lizard the guard had spotted down on the docks. It had disappeared into the air-made itself invisible. Though I had assumed there was only one, and that whatever wizard had brought it had taken it away again, maybe there had been several of them in the city the whole time. The dean wasn’t going to like this at all.
Neither one of us said anything for several minutes. This then explained the tumbled building material that had originally appeared on the new tower at the same time as Theodora’s magic lights. But I still did not know what relation it might have to the bat-winged monster. The room was silent except for occasional tap-tap of steps going by outside. The cat made me jump by suddenly meowing. Theodora picked it up and stroked it until it began to purr.
“Somebody’s working magic here besides you and me,” I said at last. “Whoever it is must be bringing creatures from the northern land of magic and making them invisible.” Might the Royal Wizard of Caelrhon have been dismissed just before his death for summoning enormous lizards?
The cat was going to sleep in Theodora’s lap. “Do you mean it’s something to do with this city, and not with my ring?”
“Unless the world is fuller of invisible creatures than I had thought,” I said grimly.
“You do know,” said Theodora, “that there’s another wizard in the city right now.”
I took her by the shoulders so sharply that I jostled a highly indignant cat off her lap. “Another wizard? Here? Now? No, I didn’t know!”
But I should have known it perfectly well. After all, Norbert had gotten that book from
She pulled back as though almost frightened of me. In the uncertain candlelight her eyes looked gray instead of amethyst. I made myself loosen my fingers from her shoulders. “He’s been in town all week,” she said.. “Haven’t you felt his presence?”
I put my forehead on my fists, feeling like a fool. A wizard who had resisted my best spells to find him seemed to be transparently obvious to a witch. I stopped myself from asking Theodora why she had not told me about him. I had not asked her.
