A question he had asked himself, as well, but he could only shake his head ruefully. "I've tried. I was able to make one item when I first discovered the creation magic in my soul, but since then..." He could only shrug, pushing down the bitter fear that Safrin had seen his growing magic and reached out to nip it in the bud, lest he grow even more insufferably arrogant in her eyes. "I've been much more limited in what I can make. Nothing compared to Remi and Deimos's abilities." Did they even still have them? He had no idea, and neither were men he chatted easily with. He'd heard that Remi had been found in Torchline...
And that he was a very different person from the gentle soul who had brought his daughter to a spring festival for treats and dancing.
Perhaps he should call on Deimos again. Gods knew the General had earned the right to unleash some anger on him for not protecting Amalia better in the Temple, though he might yet prove to be a better man than the bard had been.
Melita's grin drew him from the potentially dark turn his thoughts had threatened to take, and he grinned back, pleased to have been able to bring a smile to someone's face today.
And that he was a very different person from the gentle soul who had brought his daughter to a spring festival for treats and dancing.
Perhaps he should call on Deimos again. Gods knew the General had earned the right to unleash some anger on him for not protecting Amalia better in the Temple, though he might yet prove to be a better man than the bard had been.
Melita's grin drew him from the potentially dark turn his thoughts had threatened to take, and he grinned back, pleased to have been able to bring a smile to someone's face today.
