I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
"That sounds lovely!" Seren sighed wistfully. "I don't, sadly. The waters are too rough, with all the cliffs. And the skyboat captains are stingy with their ships, I think I'll have to do something fairly major to get anyone to teach me there. Unless I ask daddy dearest, of course." But the roll of her eyes spoke volumes about how little Seren wanted to do that. She could live the life of a spoiled princess so easily, floating along in the wake of her parents renown - but that wasn't her.
The mention of Nate had Seren perk up; she had almost forgotten that he was a healer. Or medic, or whatever it was he had called it. Doctor?
"That's true! I can try asking him -" she started eagerly. But then she faltered slightly, and added, " - if I get the chance. I'm... not sure how happy he would be to see me." Her mother's shadow was long, and there was no denying that lines were being drawn. Us, them, friend, foe - Old gods, or New. Would Safrin's daughter be welcomed in his house? Seren was not Kamaria, mortal and altogether innocent.
The mention of Nate had Seren perk up; she had almost forgotten that he was a healer. Or medic, or whatever it was he had called it. Doctor?
"That's true! I can try asking him -" she started eagerly. But then she faltered slightly, and added, " - if I get the chance. I'm... not sure how happy he would be to see me." Her mother's shadow was long, and there was no denying that lines were being drawn. Us, them, friend, foe - Old gods, or New. Would Safrin's daughter be welcomed in his house? Seren was not Kamaria, mortal and altogether innocent.
Seren
