Love mends even the broken parts
It must be pretty bad, if the normally completely open alchemist was holding something back. The Launceleyn’s eyes narrowed, and if he’d thought that pushing Remi would result in anything but another one of those frowns, the summoner would have. As it stood, if the other man wanted to keep secrets, even after everything they’d been through—and after imploring the Launceleyn to be honest—that was the alchemist’s choice. ”Fine. I don’t understand and I don’t like it, but I will accept it.” However, he wouldn’t stop trying to get to the bottom of it.
If the summoner was going to try and be the best version of himself, or at least a new version of himself, he’d have to get rid of all the parts that he hated. And his aversion to touch had been been his favorite. Thankfully, Frey had cured it. ”You can hug me. But before you say goodbye, there are things you should know. About LongNight.” If they both hadn’t been stubborn idiots, Loren would’ve told Remi long before now. ”Wessex has ordered me to be stationed at the Temple, along with all the professors at the Medical College.” Which included Phoebe, which should be fun for everyone. ”I am concerned that you will lack adequate healing at the Guild, so please let me put my healing magic in one of the amulets that has your creation magic.” Because the summoner wouldn’t be at the Guild, and given everything he’d heard about LongNight, travel would be next to impossible.
However, there was more the Launceleyn needed to say, especially given how everything had gone down between Loren and Phoebe. ”Wessex has also ordered Deimos and I to arrest Roana for her actions against the Ascended. I am supposed to guard her for the duration of LongNight. I will also take her boys to Phoebe. However, the queen does not trust Phoebe to keep Roana’s children in line, so if I cannot convince both of them that it is the best course of action, Wessex is planning to have the boys stay with you and Ronin at the Guild rather than with Phoebe at the Temple..” So if the alchemist could warn his best friend, and maybe put in a word of warning, that would be to everyone’s benefit.
If the summoner was going to try and be the best version of himself, or at least a new version of himself, he’d have to get rid of all the parts that he hated. And his aversion to touch had been been his favorite. Thankfully, Frey had cured it. ”You can hug me. But before you say goodbye, there are things you should know. About LongNight.” If they both hadn’t been stubborn idiots, Loren would’ve told Remi long before now. ”Wessex has ordered me to be stationed at the Temple, along with all the professors at the Medical College.” Which included Phoebe, which should be fun for everyone. ”I am concerned that you will lack adequate healing at the Guild, so please let me put my healing magic in one of the amulets that has your creation magic.” Because the summoner wouldn’t be at the Guild, and given everything he’d heard about LongNight, travel would be next to impossible.
However, there was more the Launceleyn needed to say, especially given how everything had gone down between Loren and Phoebe. ”Wessex has also ordered Deimos and I to arrest Roana for her actions against the Ascended. I am supposed to guard her for the duration of LongNight. I will also take her boys to Phoebe. However, the queen does not trust Phoebe to keep Roana’s children in line, so if I cannot convince both of them that it is the best course of action, Wessex is planning to have the boys stay with you and Ronin at the Guild rather than with Phoebe at the Temple..” So if the alchemist could warn his best friend, and maybe put in a word of warning, that would be to everyone’s benefit.
loren
