Blue Salon

After that, you went to the headquarters of the Markab house, which was on the south islands of the academy, together with the entire entourage, that is, the students of the house. On the way, someone put a hands over your eyes, as if they wanted you to guess who it was.

You knew your sister, Mirabel, was from this house and the scent of her perfume was unmistakable, as was the touch of her large breasts, which pressed into your back.

"Mirabel." you replied and she appeared in front of you pouting.

"It's not fair, as you guessed it so easy?" She asked.

"Maybe he is also a clairvoyant, 'Bel'." Said a girl who was walking beside Mirabel, she was almost the same height as her, sky blue hair, the same color as her eyes and a gentle smile on her face. You knew her, her name was Shalana Fieryat. She was friends with your sister and was supposed to be a clairvoyant.

"Really?" Your sister asked touching her chin, as if thinking about the possibility.

"In that case, I have something for you, Warren.” She took a small transparent glass sphere from her pocket. "A small crystal ball for beginners, should you start discovering your guessing powers."

"Ah... thank you." You thanked for keeping the object.

"You're welcome. It'll do you more than me, if you're really a soothsayer or a clairvoyant discovering your powers. Besides, lately our house is lacking in soothsayers, so I'm glad if there's another one."

"She's the only one left," your sister whispered to you, "she's known as the Oracle now, she's the only one with those powers around here and people pay for her prophecies."

"It's good to learn to interpret visions, Warren, they're not always literal. Anyway, watch out for the crystal ball, it's really fragile."

After that, your sister greeted your girlfriend, happy that she was there too, and they talked until they arrived at the so-called Blue Salon, the headquarters of the Markab, with a Greco-Roman style marble architecture, with statues and a fountain from which water flowed, the The place also had various shades of blue scattered across the hall's banners and ornaments.

"As you may know" the monitor, Killandas began speaking "we at the Markab house value the different types of art and we value mastery and beauty, therefore, the newbies will have to prove their worth by showing some magic with mastery and beauty! This will be your test." Killandas looked at you. "How about we start with Mr. Morinehtar?"