Battle Mage: Winds of Change (The High King: A Tale of Alus Book 11)

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allow for large loads moved by carts. Sebastian had never seen a cart or carriage near ten feet high, but he supposed that was why they had chosen such a height. It was unlikely ever to be challenged and anything they could conceive of should fit through the height. Even the Dark One's largest beasts, the armored viles could walk through meaning that the emperor's warlocks wouldn't know that they were walking into a trap. Too small and they could possibly be stopped by a size restriction like the staff trying to push through a smaller hole.
    "Can you make a gate that size?" the girl asked as she threw her top onto the bed followed quickly by her bottoms. She no longer worried over what he saw. It was a tease trying to get him to finally take her on one hand and the familiarity she had with him on the other.
    This wasn't anywhere near the first time he had seen her naked and the young man had become almost used to it, though Sebastian had to admit that she was very beautiful. They had decided to take their relationship slowly, well at least limiting it to sleeping with each other or kissing but no more.
    Ashleen was the one who wanted to finalize the relationship. She knew that he had been with his last girl friend and wanted to be as close, but that was only physical in his opinion. Though that had started from magic's influence, he and Yara had continued to be together for quite awhile. Then it had ended and the mage was left wondering why.
    That confusion made him want to wait to figure out whether he and Ashleen should have a close relationship. A battle mage's life meant often leaving friends and homes. A closer relationship like lovers had him worrying over having to leave her again.
    As she dressed in knee length shorts of brown and a light blue blouse, Sebastian mused aloud, "It's all magic. Size shouldn't be a problem for it to work the same as the smaller models.
    "The trick is just handling the lengths and figuring out how best to mount them into the new walls. Earth wizards should be able to make it easier, but there is still a lot I haven't dealt with up until now."
    Ashleen slipped on a pair of short boots. The tops were fairly loose to allow them to slip on and off, but they were tougher than the casual slipper like shoes the female wizards often wore. Ashleen's taste in shoes seemed to be switching between her boots and the slippers she liked to wear for dancing.
    "This height will be well above anyone's reach, Bas. Will you assemble it on the ground and use poles to lift it into place? I'm barely half the height of what you decided to make. I certainly can't reach that height easily," the girl complained as the couple exited the room to eat a quick breakfast.
    "The earth wizards are supposed to build walls and finish them after the gateway is in place. We will have to figure out how best to lift it into place, but probably building it on the ground would be the easiest way to make it."
    Sighing at the thought of all he needed to do to make the gate and its lock, Sebastian wished he had let Ashleen keep him in bed to avoid the problems the owl would inevitably find working on something for the first time.
    Hilda noticed the couple as they descended the stairs and smiled. Greeting Sebastian and Ashleen, she received smiles in return.
    "We have a lot of work to do this morning, Hilda," Sebastian said as they sat, "so we'll need a good breakfast to hold us for awhile, but could you assemble one of your work baskets for us also."
    "You've taken to calling them work baskets now?" the owner questioned with a smirk. "I am not sure if I should be offended or take it as a compliment that you enjoy what we lovingly put in a basket to try and keep our wizards fully supplied for the day?"
    "Lovingly?" Ashleen questioned knowing the words were a joke. "Do I need to warn your husband about this? And I can't think of a better term for a basket of food unless you just want to call it a food basket."
    Barking a quick laugh, the

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