Ilaria turned slowly and frowned at Caesennia’s pronouncement. Couldn’t read? To think that a Tevene mage could not … Had she been trained in anything at all? How had she passed her Harrowing? Did they even still do Harrowing now that demons and spirits were common as cockroaches? Ilaria tilted her head and stared, otherwise motionless until the other woman was right in front of her, pressing a card into her hands.
“What could you possibly mean?” She snatched it away and crumpled it into her apron pocket, unread.
“Why not?” Ilaria began to circle the room, cleaning up after herself and halting various experiments as they were. There was nothing particularly rare or time sensitive to worry about here – beyond the fact that her favorite mortal was apparently dwelling in a perpetual state of horrifying ignorance. The perfumes could wait.
“How extensive is the issue? Do you know your letters and numbers at all?” Ilaria wafted out of the room, fully expecting to be followed. She led the long and winding way to the House’s main library, a cavernous chamber that servants and slaves rarely had access to.
“Tell me about this tutor. Perhaps we should employ another.”
@Caesennia Othos
“What could you possibly mean?” She snatched it away and crumpled it into her apron pocket, unread.
“Why not?” Ilaria began to circle the room, cleaning up after herself and halting various experiments as they were. There was nothing particularly rare or time sensitive to worry about here – beyond the fact that her favorite mortal was apparently dwelling in a perpetual state of horrifying ignorance. The perfumes could wait.
“How extensive is the issue? Do you know your letters and numbers at all?” Ilaria wafted out of the room, fully expecting to be followed. She led the long and winding way to the House’s main library, a cavernous chamber that servants and slaves rarely had access to.
“Tell me about this tutor. Perhaps we should employ another.”
@Caesennia Othos
06-19-2024, 08:44 PM
