-Raeg'n-
They clearly knew each other, and she watched on in silence as they greeted and conversed. She was the stranger, the odd one. She felt she always would be. The heavy stare from the man could be felt, this powerful Magnus. Honey eyes held it blankly, dulling a little as he admitted he had no magic to be restored. It was a shame, he looked as though he could teach her a great deal. Scars of old marked his well-toned legs, riddled across his mass in silent stories she might never know of him. She tried not to let her disappointment show.
"However, if knowledge of war is what you are after, I could be of assistance." Her face seemed to brighten, despite her expression still held carefully blank. She didn't want to seem too eager, too easily satisfied. It could give him a reason to pass her the shorter stick, or some such nonsense. She wanted all of it, not just a teasing taste. All of it. Battle and strength, strategy. "...although I would ask that you first help should she be in need of such restoration." She nodded easily, turning back to the woman that struck an odd little chord in her chest.
Her eyes nearly glowed in pleasure as Eira explained what she could do. A childish slip of envy coursed through her. Why couldn't she have a magic? No, that wouldn't do. No fanciful dreams here, only duty and purpose. Raeg'n smiled when she offered to help her learn to defend herself against similar gifts, the first real expression since she'd shown up on their land. It was gratifying to finally find one able to help her in return for their power. And with the kingly one's offer as well, this seemed to best place for her to happen upon.
I would love to learn this from you, she said with a gracious dip of her head, eyes dancing. She delved into the fairy's magic, snaking it around Eira and letting it settle in. Restoring what was once hers. Now she was in an entirely new position, as she looked back to Magnus. She was quiet as she considered how to handle this. So far, she had been the one with the gift, the bargaining chip. With him, it seemed she was the one without something to offer. It made her feel unworthy; there was no magic to assist him in some way. It was only her. All she ever had was herself.
I'm afraid I have nothing to offer you in exchange for your knowledge, she told him quietly, gold-flecked eyes falling to his feet. Couldn't there be something? Finally someone who could truly train her, and not a thing to give him in return. She wouldn't be giving up that easily.
What can I do to earn it? she asked, her head lifting to meet his gaze again. Holding it. There had to be something she could do. So close to realizing her first step in life; she couldn't let it slip away so quickly.
"However, if knowledge of war is what you are after, I could be of assistance." Her face seemed to brighten, despite her expression still held carefully blank. She didn't want to seem too eager, too easily satisfied. It could give him a reason to pass her the shorter stick, or some such nonsense. She wanted all of it, not just a teasing taste. All of it. Battle and strength, strategy. "...although I would ask that you first help should she be in need of such restoration." She nodded easily, turning back to the woman that struck an odd little chord in her chest.
Her eyes nearly glowed in pleasure as Eira explained what she could do. A childish slip of envy coursed through her. Why couldn't she have a magic? No, that wouldn't do. No fanciful dreams here, only duty and purpose. Raeg'n smiled when she offered to help her learn to defend herself against similar gifts, the first real expression since she'd shown up on their land. It was gratifying to finally find one able to help her in return for their power. And with the kingly one's offer as well, this seemed to best place for her to happen upon.
I would love to learn this from you, she said with a gracious dip of her head, eyes dancing. She delved into the fairy's magic, snaking it around Eira and letting it settle in. Restoring what was once hers. Now she was in an entirely new position, as she looked back to Magnus. She was quiet as she considered how to handle this. So far, she had been the one with the gift, the bargaining chip. With him, it seemed she was the one without something to offer. It made her feel unworthy; there was no magic to assist him in some way. It was only her. All she ever had was herself.
I'm afraid I have nothing to offer you in exchange for your knowledge, she told him quietly, gold-flecked eyes falling to his feet. Couldn't there be something? Finally someone who could truly train her, and not a thing to give him in return. She wouldn't be giving up that easily.
What can I do to earn it? she asked, her head lifting to meet his gaze again. Holding it. There had to be something she could do. So close to realizing her first step in life; she couldn't let it slip away so quickly.