"By rejuvenating your bodies, it both keeps impurities from forming over ti and your bodies from strengthening properly in-between breakthroughs. Tista, to not need help to survive your next core refinent, you need impurities whereas Phloria has too many of them.
"She needs to remove the excess and reinforce her body which is still a long shot from that of a proper blue-cored Awakened. Quylla, Friya, Nalrond, if you remain so weak, your magic will also be limited."
Her words made everyone groan, making them feel like Lith had an unfair advantage over them, just like at the academy.
"That said, you’re also right. A rigorous training requires rest, otherwise you’ll never be able to absorb the knowledge I’m teaching you and it would just roll off your back. I plan on giving you free ti, but only once you’ve learned the basics.
"Speaking of free ti, this is for you." Faluel handed Quylla the letter.
The mont she recognized her mother’s handwriting, a cold shiver ran down her spine. Jirni used letters solely to deliver orders. Whenever there was room for negotiation, she would always et her children in person
Quylla imprinted the enchanted wax seal and it crumbled along with the envelopes’ protective spell. The letter was surprisingly long and its tone mild.
"Dear Quylla,
During the past years, you’ve rejected all the suitors I introduced to you regardless of their talent, looks, or personality. At this point, I have no idea what you’re looking for in a companion and I ca to believe that you ignore it as well.
"I’m growing afraid that if you keep up like this, you’ll let life pass by you and miss a lot of experiences. I’m not as worried about your sisters because they both have the strength of character to pursue what they want when they find it.
"No matter how wonderful magic is, it’s a job like any other and once you grow older and live on your own, it will not give you a birthday present, it will not take care of you when you are sick, nor will it bring you a smile when you’re sad. That’s what people are for.
"Baron Eari is the perfect opportunity to face your trauma head-on and understand at least everything you don’t want in a companion. I’ve spent very little ti with him and I can assure you he’s a living compendium of flaws.
"After a single date with him, I’m sure you’ll be able to see the good in any other man. Rember that I gave him my word you would go out with him and to wait at least one hour before dumping him.
"With love, Mom."
"Is he still here?" After reading the letter, Quylla had to admit that most of Jirni’s observations were on point.
Sure, it was likely to be just a ruse to manipulate her feelings, but it didn’t make Jirni’s words any less true. Quylla didn’t have Friya’s endless line of suitors, nor Phloria’s guts to make the first move when she t soone interesting.
"Yeah. He is a piece of work, so I had him detained to keep from either ripping my ears or his tongue off." Faluel’s angry voice surprised Lith.
He knew the Hydra the best and he had never seen her that livid before, not even when dealing with the Council’s underhanded ploys.
’I wonder who could possibly be obnoxious enough to make Faluel angry yet manage to not get themselves killed.’ Lith thought.
The Hydra Warped Quylla to the prison and then she took Lith aside to share with him her plan about using Morok as a sparring partner for Domination.
"You two could work together and learn from each other’s mistakes. Even though he is older than you, Morok managed to open four eyes whereas even my son is still stuck at two heads despite being the sa age.
"Domination isn’t sothing that you can share with your friends, nor can they learn about it. That’s why I used only elental mastery during our spar. Solus can help you to understand how Domination works, but she might not be able to control more than one elent." Faluel said.
"I agree with you. Who knows, maybe he could even help to open the rest of my eyes or at least to understand what keeps them closed. Yet Morok can’t be allowed to stay here. He’s not an Awakened, a Healer, and not even a Forgemaster.
"More importantly, he doesn’t know about Solus and I have no reason to trust him. I won’t sacrifice what little life of her own she’s finally achieved for that jackass." Lith said while caressing Solus’s ring.
Those words and the monts shared together the previous night moved her heart.
"Thank heavens! After five minutes with him, the idea of having Morok around was enough to give the creeps." Faluel sighed in relief. "The mont Quylla is done with him, I’ll Warp him as far away as I can."
anwhile, Quylla cleared her throat several tis before realizing that Morok wasn’t just asleep, but out cold, black, and blue.
"Wow, I knew you were dumb, but pissing off a Hydra gives a new aning the word." Quylla healed him while inwardly griping at the idea of spending ti with such a moron.
"Good morning to you as well, Quylla. How’s your sister?" Morok asked after recognizing her from her voice since his eyes were still too swelled to see a thing.
"What?" She said in surprise.
"I an the tall one, not the hot one. She was still dying before you left and I’ve been quite worried about the three of you." He replied, misunderstanding her question.
"She’s fine, thanks. Are you here for the date my mother promised you?" Quylla blushed in embarrassnt. Not only had he heard her rude remarks, but Morok had also asked her about Phloria, showing more good manners than her.
"Yes and no. I an, I’m here to ask you out, but I don’t want you to feel forced because of my deal with Archon Ernas. I did that just to have the opportunity to speak alone with you. If you’re not interested, I’ll get out of your hair." Morok half spoke and half groaned.
Faluel had broken many of his bones, making even breathing painful.
"You stalked Phloria for months just for that?" That was the creepiest and most flattering thing anyone had ever done for her.
"Not stalked, protected her from the shadows. I did it as my job, not for so weird fetish. And yes, just for that. Both the academy and your house staff refused to take my ssages, what choice did I have?" He shrugged and gave himself a pang.
"Do you realize that’s too much effort for soone you know for barely more than two weeks?"
"No, it isn’t. When we first t, I thought you were just a pretty face with a body to match, but during our stay in Kulah, I got to know you better." His words made her turn to a shade of purple.
"Even though you’re as fit as my grandma, you proved to be smarter than all those old fossils put together. Your ingenuity saved us more tis than my concussion allows to count and you even took down more golems than anyone else."
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