“What if we buried a Relic, like we did with your rings?” Isobel suggested. He paused to consider her question. “The raw high magick would seep out, but we wouldn’t be able to sense it. The only people who can sense it are the members of the winning tournament family, and until this tournament is over … that’s no one.” Isobel’s heart sank. “So we can wield the high magick enchantments that have already been given to us, but we can’t make new ones.” “Exactly.”
