“Neither do I, and I can tell you with certainty, neither does anyone else”

“Wow, really?"

“Indeed. Some people are born with magical ability, some aren't.

Magical aptitude is extremely rare, that much we do know. I would estimate that less than one person in ten thousand has the ability, maybe even as low as one in a hundred thousand. Furthermore, it comes in a completely random way, as far as we know. Many wizards and sorceresses tried breeding together, hoping to sire children with magical ability, but to no success. The ability is not passed through blood, or through any other way known to us. It comes to nobles, to commons, to peasants... there is simply no rule there."

“Bah... I really hoped to get the answer to that question... Why me..."

Magnus said with a sigh.

“No Luck there I suppose. But you should stop acting like its some kind of curse Magnus. It is the greatest gift you can get.”

“A gift? I could have killed somebody... somebody close to me..."

“It can be dangerous early, yes, but it is the biggest blessing you can get. You get to Live longer, to look younger, you will be paid so much for your services. Most of all, you will have the power to act, to do something, and if I know anything about your character, you will want the power to do good, the power to protect people."

“Oh... I never thought of it that way..." Magnus said, suddenly deep in his thoughts.

“I think I will end today's Lesson right here. You might want to ponder on these things. Tomorrow we will continue this talk." Fiona said, rising.

“I am going out for a walk. You stay and clean the room. Also, sort my dresses and see if they need cleaning. Then check out all my footwear, there will be some cleaning needed probably. But first, begin by cleaning the boots I have on right now." Fiona said pointing to the floor in front of her.

Magnus hesitated, but then moved to grab a rug and started cleaning

Fiona's boots. Fiona looked at him with a look of dominance, but there was some frustration in her eyes also.

"I'm going now. We will meet for dinner downstairs in two hours.”

Magnus sighed inwardly as he started checking his Mistresses dresses and footwear. He was actually doing a maid's job. Well, it was honest work at least. His mind was wandering elsewhere though. The impact of

Fiona's words rested heavily on his mind.

“To have the power to help, to protect... I never saw it like that... I suppose I have extra motivation to Learn magic now, to make this apprenticeship work..."

Magnus put some more enthusiasm into his work. He didn't like ‘unmanly' work like this, but it was means to an end. He can manage it. He had to.

After dinner, Magnus cleaned Fiona’s boots again. To his surprise, she told him to help her get out of her clothes. He took off her boots and then he was helping her get out of her dress. He was so flushed while he was doing it. It was strange his dick didn't seem to react much, even if Magnus felt strong arousal. Fiona watched him with an amused look the whole time. She kept Leaning on him, forcing a touch of bodies, but Magnus withdrew every time. He thanked god when it was over. When Fiona went to use the chamber pot Magnus turned away with the speed of a snake. She got into the bed and called it was his turn to get in. Apparently, they were to sleep in the same position again.