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The girl leaned back on her hands while the mouse spoke, taking in all that he was saying. When he’d finished she sat a moment thinking, then asked. “Why? Did Bromney make you immortal? Or were you already cursed to live forever?”
The mouse smiled a little, not expecting her to pick up that right away, or word it so accurately. “Turns out, Tatyanna had put a spell on herself, that if anyone cut off her head, they’d live forever. Or at least that’s what happened. Sh had put the spell on to make herself immortal and this is the side effect. Good question.”
“Thanks. I suppose you learn a lot about magic and spells and stuff working for a wizard.” Her thoughts were now inward. She wondered what sorts of things her father know now, having been the wizard’s assistant for as long as she could remember. He wasn’t an apprentice, but he surely knew something. Her thoughts were interrupted by the mouse.
“I was of course, his apprentice, and that was why I was there. I was only about a year from being set out on my own. But mice cannot wield magic, only humans.”