The Entanglement of Rival Wizards (Magic and Romance #1)

We’ve come all this way to get stopped by a door .

I recheck the runes I scrawled in chalk around the frame. I accounted for any fail-safe we might trigger, and even padded in unnecessarily complex runes for any fail-safe fail-safe; I would not put it past these assholes to have traps on traps just to fuck with me.

But Seb, Orok had said, isn’t it egotistical to think the Conjuration Department beefed up their security to spite you and not to, say, protect the thousands of dollars’ worth of spell components in their lab?

To which I’d responded with a deadpan stare. The protection ward currently keeping me out of the second-floor Conjuration Lab might as well have To Sebastian Walsh, With Love woven into the fabric of the barrier that glimmers an ethereal blue every time I try to break it.