We don't have any other choice. Our Keepers are our leaders and guides. They study and protect the lore and lives of the People. But we're not just mages. We're elves who live free. Settling and living together and sharing our lore and protecting our mage children from being sent away is impossible. Clan life is our only alternative to alienages and Circles, and we would sooner die than give up our freedom. But clan life is hard, and it's so hard to keep people alive sometimes. During the plague it wasn't about whether we'd lose someone, it was about how many, and whether our clan would continue on or just die out. When so many are sick or grieving, it's the hands that can work that do the working, even if they're a child, even if they have no parents but their Keeper. There is nothing anyone can do about that.
That is what a good teacher does, whether or not they are being spoken to by one of their students. I hope getting that out of your throat and off your shoulders has helped you.
I don't know the first thing about living in this world. It'd be easier if people like Vivienne had the slightest interest in coming a little towards my own.
...Do you want to get a drink? I'm finished talking about this, I just...really want a drink.
One of the rooms inside the hold- I can send Marguerite to meet you and show you the way- it is a little difficult to navigate. In the meantime I shall warm the wine.
[When she does turn up, she's wrapped in a shawl, but there's also a beautiful silk scarf around her next for extra warmth. Such a fine thing on her is still so strange, especially considering how common the rest of her clothing is, but her fingers rest on it like she's making sure it doesn't stray.]
[ A benefit to being tucked away this far back in the hold- privacy, quiet, and no one minded them using a little magic to keep the brazier going and the air warm. Adelaide motions for Pel to come inside- a far corner set up as a cramped study with what could be a desk if it were taller and two short chairs.
The rest of the room is an assortment of bags and bedrolls, clothing stretched over lines to dry on the far side and several of her students huddled together over a book, reading. ]
Mind your step- I think Henri caught a mouse and brought it here as a friend earlier. Or...brought it to tempt in a cat. I don't know why but... [ She shrugs. It brings him joy, she needs little more explanation than that. ]
Oh. [Pel watches where she steps to make sure she's not treading on a mouse.] You're not worried about it chewing holes in things? Where's a good place to sit?
It is nothing we cannot mend- and having a mouse for whatever reason makes Henri smile. There has been little that makes him feel and act as a child as of late. I would not take it from him. [ There's a soft burst of giggling at the other side of the room, the girls indeed reading one of those torrid romance serials.
Adelaide shakes her head with a faint smile, motioning for Pel to join her at the cushions in her corner. ]
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[ She cannot honestly think of what she's said to bring on such a vehement response. ]
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...Do you want to get a drink? I'm finished talking about this, I just...really want a drink.
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[ And to let them know she is alive. Probably that as well. ]
I think I have a bottle of that mulled red you enjoyed so much left, if Roul has not made away with it.
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[When she does turn up, she's wrapped in a shawl, but there's also a beautiful silk scarf around her next for extra warmth. Such a fine thing on her is still so strange, especially considering how common the rest of her clothing is, but her fingers rest on it like she's making sure it doesn't stray.]
Andaran atish'an.
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The rest of the room is an assortment of bags and bedrolls, clothing stretched over lines to dry on the far side and several of her students huddled together over a book, reading. ]
Mind your step- I think Henri caught a mouse and brought it here as a friend earlier. Or...brought it to tempt in a cat. I don't know why but... [ She shrugs. It brings him joy, she needs little more explanation than that. ]
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Adelaide shakes her head with a faint smile, motioning for Pel to join her at the cushions in her corner. ]
Here.