You with the sad eyes

The former Circle, now more of a school, had become something of Bethany's passion project.  She had quite a bit of say in its direction, given the position Sebastian had been kind enough to offer her in Starkhaven, and she was determined to put it to good use.  As with many of the Circles during the unsettled years of mages claiming their freedom, the Inquisition, and the fall of the Veil, it had fallen into a less-than-desirable state.  They were a long way from there, but there was still a long way to go.  Still, she was pleased that the school had attracted some regular patrons and hoped in time the number would grow.

She was in the library when she heard a familiar voice floating down the hallway.  Strong and melodic, the voice had a way of making the tune come to life and Bethany couldn't help a smile.  She set her books aside and went in search of Lyric.  When she saw the other woman rocking the baby a warm smile crossed her face.  It was a sight that never would have been possible before within these walls - a mage cradling a child, lovingly tending to them.  It was a sight that gave her hope.

"That was lovely, Lyric.  And who is this?  I don't think we've been introduced," she asked, gesturing to the now much more content child in her arms.