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That was the best news I'd heard since I arrived here. "How do I practice?"
"You can continue to meet with me, but you'll do better with the twins," she said. "Since you melded your magic, yours will probably respond to theirs. You three are connected."
I still didn't understand all of that but all I could think about was that I had a path toward getting my magic back. "When are they returning?"
"I'm not sure," she said. "I believe their great-grandfather passed. Mages can only extend their lives for so long. He founded this school, you know."
My lips parted as her words sunk in. The fancy suite, the ability to be late to class while everyone else was punished. They mentioned that their parents donated a lot but left out the fact that their family started the whole thing. "That explains a lot."
Professor Halifax smiled. "You didn't know."
"They told me their parents donated to the school," I said.
"They are also paying your tuition," she said.
My breath caught and I blinked at her in stunned silence. Did Matt and Zach know that? "I don't understand. I mean, I'm grateful, but why me?"
"The Obscura family comes from a long line of pure blood mages. They aren't all that different from most of the high fae families in the sense that they believe that magic shouldn't be diluted or mixed. Though, with fae, the reasons are due to giving too much power to other supernaturals. Like you. You shouldn't have the abilities you do. But with the fae blood, you're more powerful than average mages. With them, they feel that it reduces mage power."
"Does it?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Of course not."
"They mentioned something about that to me. Something about the one-kid policy in their family," I said.
"I still don't see why they'd cover my tuition," I said.
"Because of your parents," she said. "You come from a long line of famous mages. I wouldn't be surprised if the family is already planning on you joining them in one way or another."
"Joining them? Please tell me you're talking about a job offer and not an old school betrothal kind of thing."
She shrugged. "You'll have a lot more options once you get your magic up and running so try not to worry too much. Appreciate the gift you were given."
"I do," I said. "I'm grateful but I don't know what I got myself into."
"Don't worry," she said. "It'll all make sense soon enough."
My brow furrowed as I tried to discern what her words meant. I was tired and didn't want to think any more about the complicated relationship I was in with the Obscura twins. We had a bond of some sort through our magic and apparently their parents were trying to push us together because of who my parents were. None of it made sense. It was too much.
"What about my parents?" I asked.
"Not today," she said. "You need to rest. The magic you just performed was more taxing than you realize."
"What exactly did I do?" I asked. "In all my research, I couldn't find anything that sounded like it would work."
"You managed to call some of your magic through a small tear," she said.
"A tear?" I asked, completely lost.
"A mini-portal, essentially," she said.
"I thought portals were nearly impossible and super dangerous." Wasn't that what we'd heard in class?
"They are," she said. "But you're a time magic user, which means you have fae blood in there somewhere. It gives you the ability to use portals unlike any other supernatural. Nearly as good as the fae themselves."
"Wait, what?" I asked. "Did you just sayfae blood?"
She smiled. "Probably. It might not be much, but most of the time magic mages I've met over the centuries were of fae origin. Someone in your family history got it on with one of the fair folk. It's what gives you your unusual magical signature."
"How come nobody told me this before?" I asked.
"It's not widely taught," she said. "And if I were you, I'd keep it to yourself. The fae are not treated well in this realm." She frowned for a moment, then her face returned to normal.
"Are you treated poorly?" I asked, my brow furrowed. She might have unorthodox methods, but Dr. Green trusted her to help me and she had brought back some of my magic. Her talents were incredible. I would think everyone would want to be on her good side.
"That's a story for another day," she said. "Today we confirmed that your magic still exists, it's there, but it's broken."
"So what does that mean?" I asked.
"It means we have work to do."
