the tables have tabled!~

Morrigan arched a brow at her beloved. No. Mother preferred to train in ways that were far more damaging to ones psyche. Kieran received training similarly. She responded, with a shrug. Though, with Kieran I never put him in danger. And I suppose, Mother never put me in real danger, but she'd certainly allow me to believe it was real. She'd been a better mother marginally, than her own. But her skills lay in teaching, and she recognized each student had a way of learning that would benefit them the most.

And her beloved, needed to do things slowly. She stood next to him, observing silently. Near enough to stop him, if he didn't quite stop himself. But soon, the fish had melted away, flesh peeling and unraveling, muscle following. Then bone remained, and she leaned to whisper, Very good. You might be my most apt student yet.

@Loghain Mac Tir