LOREN
Loren gave Rexanna a grateful smile when she told him she understood, though it didn’t reach his eyes. Although he wasn’t sure that he believed her, he still appreciated the gesture. However, when she mentioned that Remi’s shift reminded her of her ex-husband, the one she’d run from, the summoner’s breath caught in his throat. ”Oh. I see. I...I understand why that would’ve been tough for you. And I’m sorry to hear that.” Hopefully she’d accept that apology, even if it wasn’t strictly necessary.When she said she could feel his magic, the Launceleyn breathed out a sigh of relief. At least that much had gone right tonight. And then the Spark Bird appeared, lighting up the night, and he felt the relief grow. Still, the awe he’d felt the first time he saw the majestic creature proved elusive tonight; whether it was the lingering coils of dread in his stomach or simply the fact that he’d already seen it, he couldn’t say. However, he forced himself to smile at Rexanna anyway. ”Alright, good. Can you give it commands?” Even if she couldn’t this was an objectively good development.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t find much joy in it, considering what he’d have to go through to make this work a second time. And every time after this. Still, he’d suffer through as much unwanted pleasure as he had to in order to keep people safe. ”I should tell everyone.” Remi, Wessex, whoever else he needed to. Hesitating, he turned to look at Rexanna. ”I don’t really know any of the Ascended besides Wessex. Actually, I don't know if there are any other Ascended, or, well, anything about the Ascended. Sorry, not important. Anyway, if you can think of anyone else who might be willing to help with this during LongNight, I’d appreciate it.” Despite his best efforts not to think too hard about what he was offering, he couldn’t keep a slight tremble of unease from coloring his words.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
