love is a temporary madness...
She is not easily bored, especially by intelligent conversation. She enjoys little quite so much as she enjoys speaking with a friend (and she would not hesitate to call Weir friend. She would like to say that their acquaintance had gone beyond simple kingdom-mates). And when the conversation is as interesting and varied as theirs has been to this point, it is even better. So when he acquiesces to teaching her, followed by the glib comment, Elysteria cannot help the laugh that escapes her lips.
“Excellent! In that case, my ears are at your disposal.”
Her russet eyes sparkle merrily as they find his, a grin resting easily on her muzzle. He continues the conversation, hesitating only for a moment, looking for eavesdroppers. Her bright gaze shows her curiosity clearly, ears tipped forward in interest. He describes his gift in detail, and Elysteria finds herself intrigued. She had never before heard of a horse that could manipulate the outcome of other’s magic. Having been on the receiving end of magic before, she could well understand the usefulness of the talent. It is a bitter reminder though. A deal made with a magician and an unfulfilled favor. She could not yet say, however, whether the deal had been worth it. Her payment had yet to come due.
“That sounds incredibly useful. Not all of the magicians here are precisely scrupulous with their magic. Unfortunately, my father is among the worst.”
The words cause a frown as her gaze becomes distant for a brief moment. She is not sure that she could forgive him the way her daughter had returned from him. She is not sure she wishes to.
Drawing herself from her reverie, she turns her bright, russet eyes to the river they had finally reached.
“But enough of gloomy things. If we were to follow this river, we would soon reach the heart of the Dale. If you’d like, we can head that direction. And on our way, you could begin my lessons.”
The last is accompanied by a bright smile and hopeful gleam in her eye.
“Excellent! In that case, my ears are at your disposal.”
Her russet eyes sparkle merrily as they find his, a grin resting easily on her muzzle. He continues the conversation, hesitating only for a moment, looking for eavesdroppers. Her bright gaze shows her curiosity clearly, ears tipped forward in interest. He describes his gift in detail, and Elysteria finds herself intrigued. She had never before heard of a horse that could manipulate the outcome of other’s magic. Having been on the receiving end of magic before, she could well understand the usefulness of the talent. It is a bitter reminder though. A deal made with a magician and an unfulfilled favor. She could not yet say, however, whether the deal had been worth it. Her payment had yet to come due.
“That sounds incredibly useful. Not all of the magicians here are precisely scrupulous with their magic. Unfortunately, my father is among the worst.”
The words cause a frown as her gaze becomes distant for a brief moment. She is not sure that she could forgive him the way her daughter had returned from him. She is not sure she wishes to.
Drawing herself from her reverie, she turns her bright, russet eyes to the river they had finally reached.
“But enough of gloomy things. If we were to follow this river, we would soon reach the heart of the Dale. If you’d like, we can head that direction. And on our way, you could begin my lessons.”
The last is accompanied by a bright smile and hopeful gleam in her eye.
elysteria