Kyle sat back down and closed the Penumbra. No, he thought. Even if I could make potions, why would I do something like that? I’m not sure I even feel that way about Robert. Besides, he’s not in any immediate danger. He wants to train his apprentice before he leaves the world. I’ve got time to come up with a better plan to save his life. One that doesn’t interfere with his free will.
“Dinner’s ready!” Robert’s voice was as clear as a bell as he yelled up the stairs, and Kyle pushed his thoughts away, heading downstairs. He sat at the kitchen table and spooned the stew into his mouth until his bowl was empty.