Apparently, breakthrough doesn't equal instant spellcasting ability.
"Practice it is," he replied, accepting that magical development followed the same route as everything else in his life, gradual improvement through persistent effort.
Noah headed to his shelf and retrieved the requested items.
Three loaves of healing bread, three bottles of iced tea.
"That will be ninety golden coins total."
Lola nodded and took out the payment without hesitation, her coin pouch producing the required amount.
"I'll see you later today, or maybe tomorrow." She smiled with genuine warmth.
"See you."
The door closed behind her with its familiar chime, leaving Noah alone with his burning curiosity about possibilities that had been theoretical until moments ago.
Finally. Time to test what I've been wanting to try forever now.
Noah raised his left hand, studying the storage ring that had remained frustratingly inert since Princess Elara had given it to him.
