““You’re not his mentor,” Ryan said. “Morgan is. Why would you need to teach him anything?” Randall cocked his head at Ryan. Ryan blanched. “Uh. Why would you need to teach him anything, my lord head wizard Randall. Please don’t melt my face off.” “Kiss-ass,” I muttered. “I like you,” Randall said. “For now.” “Eep,” Ryan said. “You’re a knight commander,” I hissed at him. “Find your balls, Foxheart!””
