NERON
the hailstorm
Neron didn’t bite - he knew better than that with Delphine by now. And besides, he’d had enough dead children for one season with what had most likely happened to Jace. ”Oh I cannot wait,” he drawled, already back in the pages of his book - he had no doubt about her abilities to break whatever she put her mind to, probably within only a few days of LongNight.
But of course she wasn’t done, moving instead to sit nearby, fixing him with those doe eyes and effectively ruining his day for good. Inhaling slowly (not that he needed to) and letting it out again, Neron lowered his book and glared at her. ”No,” he said simply. She was so used to just ordering things and having people get them done, and Neron felt himself embittered by it. ”You have books - read them. You don’t need anything else to find out about magic. And if you do - ask someone else.”
But of course she wasn’t done, moving instead to sit nearby, fixing him with those doe eyes and effectively ruining his day for good. Inhaling slowly (not that he needed to) and letting it out again, Neron lowered his book and glared at her. ”No,” he said simply. She was so used to just ordering things and having people get them done, and Neron felt himself embittered by it. ”You have books - read them. You don’t need anything else to find out about magic. And if you do - ask someone else.”
