PHOEBE
Phoebe shook her head. ”I expected you to call me stupid not ask to join.” she said bluntly. But as he spoke of his family, and the look that crossed his face, even with blight rage threatening every thought and word, she couldn’t help but feel a little bad for him. ”I wouldn’t say she was corrupted by power. She wasn’t any different from any noble I ever encountered back home…but the people here aren’t really used to order like that.” she said with a light shrug, clearly not invested in the whole thing personally. In the grand scheme of things, she was a nobody. What she thought of people like Zariah didn’t really matter.”And even if you think that…They are still your family. Those were still your ideals. And magic can be used to help as much as it can be used to hurt. So…it is still surprising to me anyways.” she said with a light shrug, offering him a small smile. ”But I’m a midwife so everyone thinks I’m a witch when I’m not. Maybe a Launceleyn wanting to learn non-magic things maybe is more normal than I think it is.” she said, citing a common old-wives tale about women of her trade.
”Well, if you want to be a student, you are more than welcome to enroll.” she said.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
