loren
Nodding at Jigano’s comment about the note, Loren watched the bard carefully. As he revealed that all he was going to ask was that the healer train Maea, however, he relaxed, the tension draining out of him. "I already offered to train her and she accepted." The words came out flatly, the way he'd spoken before his slight bought of concern for the woman.
However, his eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to stare at the white-haired man. "Did you issue Maea an ultimatum, and if so why?" Again, the Launceleyn's words came out carefully, and he studied Jigano's features as the healer waited for the answer. For now, his expression was inscrutable and he walled away the hints of anger at the thought of forcing her into a choice.
However, his eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to stare at the white-haired man. "Did you issue Maea an ultimatum, and if so why?" Again, the Launceleyn's words came out carefully, and he studied Jigano's features as the healer waited for the answer. For now, his expression was inscrutable and he walled away the hints of anger at the thought of forcing her into a choice.
Never judge a book by its cover.
