Trey’s breakfast was interrupted by a black-haired sorceress storming up to him. “Trey!” she exclaimed. “The worst possible thing has happened!”

Trey raised his eyebrows, ready to jump into action if Skye's dramatic entrance was truly warranted, but still skeptical because he knew the girl a little too well.

“Our capture-the-flag schedule is a travesty!” Skye cried out.

Trey burst out laughing.

“What are you laughing at?” Skye said, scowling at him. “Look at this! It’s no laughing matter!” She slammed a paper down on the table.

Trey glanced down at the schedule. “Who are the Oracles?”

“That’s our team?” he questioned, smirking at the irony.

“Yes,” Skye answered. “I told you that before, but you were probably too busy ogling Nora.”

“So what’s wrong with the schedule?” he asked.

She pointed to their first match. “Derrick is on that team. You remember him right? He’s the fire mage who charged the teacher’s team.”

Trey nodded with a slight grimace. His first impression of the blonde mage had left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Skye moved her finger down. “The second match is against the Wyverns. Do you remember the fire-dark specter that dueled with the fire magic professor?”

“Dana?”

“Yes,” Skye confirmed. “She’s on that team. It’s supposed to be the best team this year.”

Trey shrugged. “So, we are facing some good teams. It’s nothing we can’t handle.”

“I don’t want to lose my first two matches,” she complained angrily.

“Did you say we are going to face Derrick?” Nora asked, joining the conversation. She had arrived earlier with a plate full of food. “I wouldn't mind humbling him a little bit.”

“His team is our first match,” Skye answered.

“Maybe we’ll surprise ourselves,” Nora suggested with a shrug. She turned to address Trey. “By the way, where were you yesterday?”

“Wait,” Skye interjected. “He wasn’t with you?”

“Why are you both tracking my movements?” Trey said jokingly.

Nora squinted her eyes at him. “You know why.”

Trey grinned nervously. “What are you up to, Skye?” he asked, temporarily escaping Nora’s steely gaze.

“I’m going to spend a few hours with my water magic mentor,” she replied excitedly, “but we should hang out later, maybe before dinner?”

“Sounds good,” Trey responded.

After breakfast, Nora dragged Trey back to their room determined to get some answers. She closed the door and locked it before spinning to face him.

“What did you do yesterday?” she demanded.

“I went to Greshelm,” he replied.

“With Marvin?”

Trey sighed. “Yeah.”

“I am going to get this information out of you, Trey. Whether I have to…” Nora paused mid-sentence, then a wicked grin crossed her face. “I know how to make you talk.” Then she dropped to her knees in front of him.

Trey’s eyes widened. “Wait! Nora! I’ll tell you. You don’t have to do that.”

“You think you can keep secrets from me?” she teased while pulling down his pants.

“Nora!” he exclaimed.

“Which one am I going to suck out of you first? Your secrets or your seed?”

“If I had to pick–”

“Nope,” she said, running her hands over the front of his underwear. “I’m deciding.” She placed a kiss on his growing bulge and then looked up at him with her blue eyes and gave him a playful wink.

“How long do you think you can resist?” Nora asked seductively, while her hands snaked up to his waistband. The blonde removed his underwear, releasing his erection, which almost smacked her in the face. Suddenly, her tongue was swirling around his member, melting any resistance Trey might’ve been holding on to. She wrapped her lips around the head, tightening them and then advancing slowly up the shaft. Trey groaned as she applied suction, pulling him deep into her mouth. She withdrew with a ‘pop’ from her lips.

Her hands shot up and gripped his hips while she stared up at him. “I’ve got you right where I want you. Tell me, where did you go first?” Rather than waiting for his reply, she dove back onto him, engulfing his member with vigor.

Trey’s eyes bugged out as he watched the blonde hungrily suck his cock. “I… uh… we went to Klicky’s Artifacts Shop first,” he stammered out. “Your dad occasionally does business with them.”

Nora pulled off him, but replaced her mouth with a hand. “And what did you discover?” she asked while slowly stroking him.

“Nothing there… or in the next place either,” Trey responded.

Nora flicked her tongue on his tip and then twirled it around. “Are you sure?”

Trey nodded eagerly.

“What next?” she asked.

“We had an appointment that wasn’t related,” Trey tried, but Nora wasn’t having it.

“Nuh uh,” she said, pointing her tongue at the base of his cock and dragging it along his shaft. “Tell me.”

A groan escaped his lips. “We met with a bounty hunter.”

Nora grinned wickedly. “Surely you want more, don’t you? I want to give you more, to wrap my lips around your big, hard cock. But I need you to give me more.”

“Marvin’s helping a bounty hunter track down the previous dark magic teacher,” he blurted out.

Nora paused. “Harold Greene?”

“Yes,” Trey replied. “You know him?”

She shook her head. “Just from previous research. After the bounty hunter meeting?” She followed up her question by shoving him back into her mouth.

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“Ooo, Nora,” he moaned with his eyes closed. “Marvin went drinking with another teacher.”

She bobbed her head a few times before coming up for air. “If you tell me which teacher, you might earn yourself a spot in my throat.”

“The artificing professor,” Trey responded quickly.

Nora rewarded him by swallowing his entire length. After a few seconds of him being buried in her throat, she was forced to pull back.

She caught her breath and then asked the next question. “Why is Marvin interested in the artificing professor?”

“They knew each other from back when Marvin taught before.”

“Did you make any progress at all?” Nora asked, her eyebrows scrunched.

“We did discover that your dad is likely dealing in Burning Covenant artifacts,” Trey offered, his erection pointing straight out in front of him.

“Really?! Why didn’t you say that before?”

“It’s hard to think when all of my blood is rushing elsewhere,” he countered.

“You’re right,” Nora suspiciously agreed with him. “I need to try a different tactic.” She pushed on his hips, backing him up to the edge of his bed. Then, she swiftly rose to her feet and pressed on his muscled chest, sending him sprawling onto his back.

Before he could fully register what was happening, she was naked and climbing over him, swinging her leg over to straddle his waist. “You just lay back and take it easy. Let Nora do all the work.”

She reached down between her legs, grabbed his cock, and lined him up. With a satisfied sigh, she sunk down on his hardness. Trey watched with growing lust as she began riding him. It was mesmerizing watching her tits sway each time she rocked her hips. Seeing where his eyes were directed, the blonde cupped her breasts in her hands. She pulled one up and popped the nipple into her mouth, then did the same with the other.

“Do you like the show?” she asked lasciviously.

Trey flashed a grin. “It’s nice and all… but I’m more of a hands-on guy.” He took the initiative and replaced her hands with his, squeezing her boobs firmly.

Nora moaned. “So… tell me… more… ah, fuck! Just fuck me hard and we’ll talk about it after.”

Trey gladly obliged by grabbing her hips and driving himself upward into her, keen on punishing her for all her teasing.

***

The class schedule resumed the following day, and the week began to fly by for Trey. It wasn’t long before he was headed to the Riv after finishing his last day of classes for the week, eager for his lesson with Bree.

The redheaded fire instructor was waiting for him in their practice room. “Let’s start with dueling and then we can practice some drills based on what I see.”

Bree handed him a wand, and soon, they were launching fireballs at each other. “Good,” she instructed from the other side of the room. “Turn your defensive moves into offensive ones. When you dodge, shift your momentum to a position you can cast a spell from.”

They continued their duel, his strength gradually gaining precision and agility. Trey focused on her advice and worked on making his movements more fluid and purposeful. After several intense rounds, Bree called for a break, a glint of pride in her eyes. “Your improvement is impressive. Now, let’s work on those drills I mentioned.”

She walked over to a barrel of water in the corner and pulled out several wet logs. She tossed them at Trey’s feet. “I assume you know what to do with these?”

“What about the smoke?” Trey asked, cognizant of the time he had tried the challenge in his room.

“It’s a big room,” Bree said, “and I brought one of these.”

She pulled out an artifact from her robes that appeared to be an oversized whistle.

“What’s that?” Trey asked curiously.

“A Purifier Flute,” she replied. “It should take care of most of the smoke.”

Trey nodded, already wondering where he could get one.

“Get started,” Bree said. “Let’s see what you can do.”

Several logs later, Bree wrapped up the lesson. Before Trey could leave, however, he found himself cornered by the fiery teacher. “I’ve been teaching you for two weeks now,” she said. “I think it's about time you tell me something.”

“You’ll share a secret in return?”

Bree laughed. “What would you want to know about me?”

“You never told me what you wanted to do after Windrake?”

There was a momentary pause. “Okay. You have a deal. Why are you here?”

Trey shook his head. “I’ll tell you a secret after. I want to make sure yours isn’t lame.”

Bree snorted. “I’m attracted to power,” she admitted, then glanced thoughtfully at her student. “Well, it’s deeper than that, but I shouldn’t say more.”

Trey shook his head. “I’m not telling you anything with what you’ve given me so far.”

“I could tell you,” Bree thought out loud. “I’ve got so much dirt on you and Marvin, I’m confident you wouldn’t dare tell anyone.”

“Of course not,” Trey agreed. “I’m never telling anyone your secret.”

“Do you really want to know?” she said, almost sounding nervous.

Trey enthusiastically nodded.

Bree’s gaze lost its focus as she stared out across the room. “I love the idea of powerful people falling in love. I secretly admire Grimmault and Elena. I aspire to be like them – obviously without all the brutal domination and ruthless slaughter – but they almost took over all of Arestia. There’s something… romantic about wielding that much power. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah,” Trey responded, his voice snapping her out of her trance.

Her eyes shot back to Trey. “I will turn you into ash if you ever repeat this to anyone.”

Trey chuckled. “Your secret is safe with me. It wasn’t just the two of them, right?”

“What?”

“It wasn’t just Grimmault and Elena. Grimmault had followers.”

Bree shrugged. “He didn’t need them. That’s the advantage of having a formidable mind mage by your side. You can find minions wherever you go. I would love to find a mind mage to be my partner. We would be such a dynamic couple.”

“Wouldn’t you fear how the mind magic might influence the relationship?” Trey asked. “A mind mage partner could potentially force you to do anything.”

A wicked grin slowly formed on the redhead’s face. “No. I would do anything for my mind mage husband – or wife. I could swing that way for the right person.”

Trey raised an eyebrow.

“What? Are you disappointed I might end up with a girl?”

“No,” he replied. “I don’t care about that. It just sounds like your desired relationship could be dangerous.”

“That’s the idea,” she insisted. “The relationship is supposed to be dangerous. We’re supposed to be dangerous. Not in an evil way though,” she quickly added.

“I suppose I did ask for your secret,” Trey said.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “It’s just a fantasy. I’ve given up on my mind mage husband.”

“Why?”

She snorted. “I could do older, but the Grand Oracle is a bit too extreme for me, which means I would need to find the next mind mage. Given that they haven’t shown up yet, and that I wouldn’t want to go too much younger than you, my window has passed. There’s no mind mage for me.”

Trey shrugged. “There could be one hiding out there somewhere.”

“Nah,” Bree said with the shake of her head. “A new mind mage would’ve made too much of a stir, especially after the Burning Covenant. I can’t imagine a mind mage around my age suddenly revealing themselves, though one can dream. I suppose I'll have to settle with a powerful specter instead.”

“Dana certainly seems to command her magic pretty well,” Trey teased.

Bree chuckled at his joke, but Trey thought that he might have noticed a slight blush on the fire mage’s freckled face. She gave him a shove on the shoulder. “Enough revealing of your professor’s fantasies, what secret do you have?”

“I have a fear of birds,” Trey admitted.

Bree slugged the shoulder she had just shoved. “Nope.”

“I’m not actually scared of birds. I’m more scared that they’ll poop on me – like an attack from the sky.”

“Trey, you’re about to get really crispy,” she warned. “Tell me why you’re here.”

Trey looked at the fire magic instructor with a thoughtful expression. “I can’t tell you that, but I can tell you what I did last weekend.”

“What?!” Bree exclaimed. “No! I literally told you that I would be a submissive slut for a mind mage. You have to match that.”

“You wanted to tell me that,” Trey countered, “and I didn’t hear anything about being a slut. Maybe you should expound on that.”

“You pesky little goblin turd!” Bree shouted, partially annoyed but mostly amused. “Why would I want to know where you were last weekend?”

“Because there’s a secret that both Marvin and the Grand Oracle are keeping from you,” Trey responded.

She squinted her eyes at him. “Continue.”

“Last weekend, Marvin and I met with a bounty hunter who was tracking Harold Greene and Aribelle Forswitch in Greshelm. Marvin believes that they are planning an attack on Windrake.”

Bree’s eyes widened as she took in the information. “Whoa. Okay, I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Are we even?”

“Not even close,” she replied. “I wanted a secret about you.”

“We will get there soon, my dear Professor Adams,” Trey playfully promised.

The fire mage huffed. “You better bring a fireproof tonic to your next lesson, because I’m done going easy on you.”

With that, she stormed off, but before she made her exit, she turned back to Trey. “Oh, and I completely made up my secret. None of that was true.”