The white sheep of the family
Loren eyed Maea as she brought up someone who fit his description. ”Sunjata is a stubborn fool, yes.” Then he tilted his head and gave her a pointed look. ”Of course, I could’ve cleared up your own recent troubles at any time if you’d approached me about it.” Despite the admonishing words, there wasn't actually any chiding tone to his voice.
As she explained that she had little control over her ice magic, he raised his eyebrows. "I can help with that, yes, though I'm a terrible teacher." Glancing around, he began walking. "But not here." He led her towards a nearby door.
Opening it, he revealed one of the Palace's many sitting rooms. This one was plain, and he held the door open for her. "Do you know how to meditate?" Once she was inside, he'd let the door shut quietly behind him before settling into a cross-legged position on the floor.
As she explained that she had little control over her ice magic, he raised his eyebrows. "I can help with that, yes, though I'm a terrible teacher." Glancing around, he began walking. "But not here." He led her towards a nearby door.
Opening it, he revealed one of the Palace's many sitting rooms. This one was plain, and he held the door open for her. "Do you know how to meditate?" Once she was inside, he'd let the door shut quietly behind him before settling into a cross-legged position on the floor.
Will blood tell
