The Tower Of The Watchful Eye: The Legend Of Kairu Book 1 Read Free

of
sleep wear. I didn’t have to worry about casting a spell for
privacy. Everyone was too focused on running to class to notice.
Grabbing my notepad and the Alchemy book I borrowed from the
library, I left the chambers in search of a Master.
    The Apprentice
Chambers were on the first two floors of the Tower of the Watchful
Eye with the next five acting classrooms and libraries. The next
ten belonged to Mages and Teachers and the top four going to each
Master respectively. The top floor holds the Archives and is
restricted to anyone but the Masters and The Keeper.
    The Tower is
the home of the Order of Magic and right in the centre of the great
continent of Kalenden. The Order of Magic acts as a governing
figure for the four provinces: Balendar to the East, Nesqa to the
South, the Ghanlar Plateau to the West and The Szwen Forest to the
North. Each province is in charge of their affairs but the Mages
will intervene when necessary.
    Humans rule
the valley and farmlands of Balendar and the tropics of Nesqa. The
Bird People, known as Evenawks, make the home in the mountain
plateaus of Ghanlar and the Wood Fairies, Nao, live in the Szwen
forest. The Evenawks and Nao are magical based creatures but the
Evenawks are incapable of using magic as a weapon.
    Any Human with
magical properties is brought to the Tower as an infant and spends
their childhood learning spells. During our 18th cycle, we go
through a coming of age ritual know as The Demon Dream.
Successfully resisting the Demon earns us the right to join a
School of Magic as a full Mage. We become in charge of our own
lives, studying what we want and undertaking missions for the
Tower.
    It all sounds
good on paper, but life isn’t always a straight line.
    I was having a
hard enough time finding a Master. Floor after floor I searched,
unable to find one that wasn’t busy. I was hoping I wouldn’t have
to walk up to their personal chambers just to find one. In a
strange twist of luck, one found me and, of course, it was the one
Master I was hoping to avoid.
    “ You don’t move this fast unless you’ve done something wrong,”
the chilling voice of Master Pryce said behind me.
    “ You always assume I’m up to trouble, Master?” I asked turning
around to face him.
    “ I don’t need to assume anything,” he replied.
    Master Pryce
was the cocky head of the School of the Elemental. He was a tall,
sharp featured man with a look on his face that suggested
everything in the continent disgusted him. He was both feared and
respected for his knowledge and power and gave grown men nightmares
when angry.
    “ Now, are you going to explain why you’re running through my
hallways?” he asked with an interest that sent chills down my
spine.
    “ I needed to find a Master,” I explained. “I had the Demon
Dream.”
    A look of
genuine surprise crossed Master Pryce’s face. “Yet you survived.
Here I thought we would have to be cleaning your blood from the
wall.”
    “ Your confidence in me is reassuring,” I said
defeated.
    “ Don’t get me wrong,” he smirked. “You have your…talents. It’s
your attitude that needs work.”
    I stayed
quiet, not taking the bait for starting an argument with him.
    “ Well, let me double check then,” he said as he stared at me.
I could feel his mind probing mine then suddenly stop.
“Congratulations are in order then. Have you considered what School
you will go into?”
    “ Not quite,” I said. “I’m not good enough in
anything.”
    “ I wouldn’t say that,” he said and I cringed, waiting for the
rest of it. “You have a talent for being sent into my
office.”
    It wasn’t as
bad as I thought it would be but that didn’t mean I wanted to keep
hanging around.
    “ Have you considered Demonology?” Master Pryce asked. “Not
even Master Gerth can cover his whole body in scales with Harden
Skin. That’s a useful talent.”
    “ Aside from everyone calling me ‘Lizard’, it hasn’t been
useful to me,” I said.
    “