Techromancy Scrolls: Soras Read Online Free

the hospital as we tethered our horses at a trough by the Bath House.
    Celeste reached out and squeezed my shoulder. “I know, I'm worried too.”
    I looked up at her then nodded and gave a weak smile.
    She offered her arm and I laid my fingers on it and she escorted me into the famous Bath House of Wexbury like I was a Lady.
    Later that night I sat on the long lounge in front of the fire in our quarters, just looking at my silk gloved hand, thinking about how much my life had changed in just two short years. I may be a noble and a knight to most of Wexbury, but I knew who I really was. Laney Herder, chicken farmer for the Keep, from Cheap Quarter. A serf. It was only by happenstance that I find myself in the company of the Lords and Ladies of the Keep.
    I caught myself smiling, thinking about that fateful day when I first laid eyes on the most beautiful and inspiring sight. A Techno Knight of the realm, Lady Celeste, on her grand charger, as she passed by me in Cheap Quarter when she was heading off to do the morning patrol.
    My life changed that day, into this almost surreal life I live now. I am no noble, but I play the part as a child would play dress up. But I can put all my insecurities aside, because my Lady, the love of my life, my Celeste, chose me. I have never been happier in all my life than when I am at her side.
    I looked over as I felt her sit next to me and she ran her fingers through my long dark hair and asked in the soft tone she reserved for me, “What is it, Laney?”
    I smiled warmly at her and leaned in to snuggle into her shoulder as she put an arm around me. I shrugged a little. “Just thinking about a girl I used to know, Laney Herder.”
    She smiled at that and I added, “It seems almost like a lifetime ago.”
    She pulled back slightly to study my face. “So you miss it?”
    I rejected her insecurity with a compassionate smile. “Sometimes. Life was much simpler then. But here, now, with you... I wouldn't change a thing.”
    She nodded and hugged me tighter to her for a moment. I knew that of all the people in Wexbury, Celeste would understand. She herself had come from common stock until she was bought by the Prime Techromancer from her Uncle. She had been thrust into the world of the nobles just as I had, but she had thrived and excelled in it.
    She was now the commander of the mobile battalion for the realm, no other knight had risen so fast to the position. Her fighting prowess and ability to command in the field were unmatched. She was the hero of the Great Raid of York though she will never admit to it, instead she, and the other knights present, all swear to the bravery of Sir Edwin, who fell in that battle.
    I didn't understand why she never took credit for her deeds until I found myself in the same situation after the battle of the Monolith. Wexbury goes through great effort not to expose our real strength, so that any enemy that dares to challenge us would have no idea as to what we can bring to bear.
    That is why they have not revealed to the other realms that I am one of the six Adepts in the eleven realms. True, my power is almost laughably underpowered compared to even a Techno Knight, but they still do not want what I am to become public knowledge.
    It has been much more difficult after I ignited a second time with the magics of the Mountain Gypsies. Or magiks as they say it, with a hard k. What the difference is, I do not know.
    I waved my gloved hand through the air in front of us and watched the trail of white mist blur along, giving a ghostly effect, an afterimage. No one in the Keep knows how to instruct me in its use, so I do not know how to control it and turn it off. There has never been a recorded case of a Techromancer in any of the realms possessing the magics of the People before.
    Celeste smiled then her eyes widened slightly. “That reminds me. The research into your family's background turned up something interesting that may explain your circumstances.”
    I sat