Raelynn woke up earlier than normal. Again, she looked around her to check if she was still on Raskehavan, on her room, on what he considered her true birthplace. She was relieved to find she was. Next, she tried her magic. Yes, fire still worked. Wind too. It was safe to assume she didn’t lose everything she gained. She could finally start the day.
She wished she could just practice her magic, but as a lady of the house, she had duties to uphold, and today that duty was a morning tea party. It was also the best moment to see Rhea- no, Rheann, because she normally was busy studying under mother dearest. Magic could wait, as long as the wait wasn’t too long. After her morning routine, she had more than enough time to get to the party, but she decided to go early.
Mother was, as always, waiting on the center seat. She looked proper, cold, yet somehow also incredibly tired. Raelynn suddenly felt like she had arrived late, but her rational mind reminded her she was on time. Mother softly nodded and pointed to a seat in front of her, so she took it.
“Where is Rheann, mother?”
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“Her lessons ran long, Raelynn. And it’s just as well. I wanted to talk to you privately”
A cold shiver ran out of Raelynn’s spine. Was he going to be punished again? Stopped from pursuing magic? Not again, not ever! No, no, calm down. “Be as calm as winter’s chill”, the teacher had said. She really wished Rhea was there.
“Your pursuit of magic is going admirably, I’ve been told” her mother continued “your teacher even says you’re the greatest talent in the last fifty years”
“Of course I am” thought, yet almost said Raelynn. She wanted to say it so much, but she bit her tongue. There were appearances to maintain… and important consequences if you didn’t. Mother was more tolerant than what she seemed, maybe because of her talent. But interrupting her while she talked might make her bar her out of her studies, and she didn’t want to burn the family house again.
Mother continued: “And I’ve also been told you still hold your etiquette teachers in contempt, and don’t care about manners. In your studies, you disregard most subjects that don’t hold an interest to you, and only obey teachers when you think you’ll get a benefit.”
She sighed.
“You’re just like me when I was younger.”
Raelynn had trouble believing this. Her mother, rebellious? With how stern she was she made a rock seem ductile.
“I just…” said mother Reilynn as she seemed to lose her composure “I just wanted to know I love you girls… and I guess that boy too, no matter what happens”