No, I guess you weren’t. Whose is she anyway? Pretty little thing.Part of her was amused that the figure of her nightmares and dreams had been regulated to that of a glorified babysitter. Sure, if the girl was important having someone like Kumiko making sure she didn’t get hurt made sense. It also seemed like it could have been some sort of punishment by those in charge at Arlathan and it made her lip quirk a little.
Her former Mistress’s words had her blood run cold. The idea of another woman, a younger woman, falling prey to the games that The Shadow had played with her had bile churning in her stomach and the grip on her blade tightened. This emotion swirled with guilt inside of her and she took a deep breath as her newfound magic ability started to build. The spirit of purpose that now resided within her easing her and reminding her why they were there. The former seeker calmed her features and spoke with as much ice as she could manage,
You did not train me at all. You corrupted the training I had earned on my own.
That ice was useful in the next moment when the other woman reached out and tugged at her hair,
I’m glad someone did.was all she said and whistled for Myta who took flight in front of the girl and landed on her shoulder.
She straightened her shoulders a bit and stood taller as Kumiko called to the girl to follow along and attempted to steel herself.
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