Aeramin’s Notes

  • We’ve returned from Tanaris. I have to say it was an interesting trip. Not entirely enjoyable, but interesting. We did see all sorts of new types of demons. One of them was the sun. My ears are still peeling from the sunburn.
  • I did stay mostly covered the first few days, but I forgot to bring a real hat. Imralion forgot to remind me too, and I thought I was being smart by bringing the headpiece with a veil to keep the sun off my face and the sand out of my mouth. I guess that was smart, but I still should have brought a hat too. Luckily, Embersun and Vallindra decided it would be best to work at night, so my sun exposure wound up being limited. It didn’t stop the burn from getting worse, but I guess it could have been worse than it turned out to be. I’ve just decided never to go to a desert again. Between the sunburn, the sweat in my robes and the sand in my ass crack, I’ve had enough desert to last the next 200 years.
  • Imralion didn’t get a sunburn, despite spending the same amount of time in the sun as me. He got a nice dark tan. It looks good on him. He managed to take a bunch of notes for the Blood Knights. I managed to take a bunch of notes for myself, and then we exchanged notes. It was interesting to see the things he noticed and how much they differed from the things I noticed.
  • The one part I really enjoyed was binding one of the large imps. I don’t dare leave it alone in the basement with the other imps, so it’s one of those I have to summon when I want to work with him, sort of like Gibrik, though Gibrik has earned the right to be left out now and then. Never when I’m not there, and never for very long. I don’t think I’ll ever trust him that much, but he’s been behaving for training the past year, and not trying to eat Zorkin or Yappy, so if I have to run upstairs to get something, I don’t mind leaving him in the warded basement with the others.
  • The large imp hasn’t even earned the right to be allowed out of the summoning circle. He’s not very happy that he’s bound, and tries to resist and break free. I think Embersun was interested in studying it further, so I’ll probably have to let him some night for a visit.
  • Anyway, that was my real reason for going. I wanted to see the imps, and there are some interesting new varieties so I brought one home. Our other reason for going, and the one that everyone else knows, was to strengthen the wards. It’s easier to ward against something if you know exactly what you’re warding against. So it was important to be able to go there and learn about the new types of demons, and the variations to the new demons.
  • One thing I hadn’t seen before was the structures. Well, they’ve had structures before, but these were larger, and appeared rather quickly. We never saw one being built, but we did note that they would show up in a place where there wasn’t one before. We didn’t seem to be able to catch them appearing though.
  • The other thing was the air ships. They were long and sort of triangular, and just floating in the air. I didn’t see any engine or anything to keep them up there, so it must be some sort of magic, much the way Dalaran floats. Since it’s demons we’re talking about, I’ll assume it’s some sort of fel magic, which could have interesting applications if we could learn how it works. Of course, I’d love to study one of the vessels, but I’m not sure how I could get into one safely. Maybe one will crash and the demons will abandon it. Then I could at least study the traces of the magic used.
  • When I got back, I spoke with Hethurin and helped him fortify the ward around the school grounds, then I went to the ranger building and redid the ward there with the adjustments. I also fixed the one at home, and adjusted my summoning circle in the basement to hold the new imp.
  • Maerista did a good job with the classes while I was gone. I know it was a lot of work to leave her with. There’s all the regular classes and all of the private classes. It looks like she stuck to the plan I left with her.
  • The Row students seem to be doing well in their classes. I try not to give them too much special attention. I don’t want the other students wondering why, but I do like to make sure they’re adjusting to the school and doing well. I spoke with Felarius the other night, and he’s worried about his frost class. He intends to study fire as his specialty though, so I told him not to worry too much as long as he’s doing well in one of the specialties. It’s very rare that anyone does well in all three. I told him how bad I am with frost and that my general arcane spells barely passed for my mage testing. He seemed a little encouraged by that.
  • I need to talk to Irael and make sure everything is going well for her too.
  • Yesterday, Tik showed up in the teacher’s room looking for me. He said Hethurin wanted to see me in his office. I don’t know why Hethurin can’t just come get me himself, instead of sending Tik and making Raleth and Keyalenn look at me like I must be in trouble. Actually, I don’t know if that’s what the look was. Maybe they were just wondering why he sent Tik too.
  • Anyway, I walked all the way to the other side of the building because someone is too lazy to teleport to me, and went into his office. He asked me who I knew in Stormwind. I didn’t think I did know anyone in Stormwind, and I told him so. Then he handed me an envelope. It was addressed to my name, and with the school’s address. The return address was Stormwind, but had no name listed. Hethurin said it came through Dalaran. At first, I thought it must be from the one human I knew in Shattrath. Or any number of humans I knew in Dalaran. Any one of them could have went to Stormwind. So I opened it right there to find out.
  • It was not from a human after all. I told Hethurin after I read the purpose of the letter that a sin’dorei living in Stormwind wanted me to do some research for him at the Spire, since he’s a little far to go himself. He gave me a look like he didn’t quite believe me, but he didn’t question it. I was allowed to leave his office without having to explain anything. I wouldn’t have been able to tell him everything anyway. I’m sure he wouldn’t believe me if I told him it was ‘Lhoris’.
  • Lhoris Brightblade, who is not Lhoris, but actually Alinash Brightblaze, might not even be Alinash Brightblaze. He wants me to name my price for checking the records to find anyone born in a certain range of years with any name similar to his. It would be a big job. He also wants information on the parents, and any other records of any names similar to his. He listed possibilities of similar names and it’s not something where you can just go search the ‘A’ section. It could be Elinash or Valinas or something like that. He thinks that because he didn’t exist when he went to check for himself, then that means his name is wrong. I think he’s probably just another undocumented little shit from Murder Row, but I guess I can look into it for him, or hire someone to. I know the search would be thorough if I did it myself, but I’m busy making up for the time I missed while in Tanaris, and there’s the mask party coming up at the school. It might be better to hire someone.
  • I’ll think about it anyway.
  • Imralion is, thankfully, not going to the Broken Isles like a lot of the other Blood Knights are. He’s staying behind to train new recruits, which there are quite a few of, so he says. One of them is Kuul. I don’t like that he flirts with Im, but I am glad he’s changing his life for the better, just like Julan and the Row students— and I guess my father too. I’m glad to be in a position where I can help get people who want to change their lives off the Row so that they actually have a chance. I’m glad Hethurin helps too. I wouldn’t be able to help as much if it wasn’t for him.
  • Kuul was over for supper the other night, and for use of the training dummy that Imralion has in the yard. I went out to watch while supper was cooling. I don’t really know how to tell if he’s doing well or not, but Imralion says he’s doing good.
  • I’m going to suggest to Hethurin that he helps Kuul with a small house in the spring. He’s been staying at the inn in town for too long. Maybe he’d be willing to flirt with someone else if he had a nice place to show them.


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Kuul’s Notes

  • Imralion should be back soon, and I’ve been working on a report to present all the investigating I’ve done together in a way that makes sense. It’s not easy because I have to walk all the way to the school each morning for a portal to the city. Aeramin was making them for me, but he’s gone with Imralion. I guess he needs to learn about the demons too for better wards or something. I think just killing them all is better.
  • I spent a lot of time in the Row while Imralion was gone. He would sometimes go with me when he was here, but I think he scares the people. I know I would have been scared if I saw him a few years ago. My first thought would be that they sent someone to clean up the Row, and that would mean busting people for whatever they felt like! Luckily, we haven’t had any problems though I’m sure more than one person has thought about spitting on him.
  • Anyway, with him gone, I’ve been able to walk around without the looks that we get when he’s with me, so that’s good. People do know me there, and that’s good too. I don’t have to try to fit in because I’m already in.
  • I’ve been visiting the places where we think the murderer has struck and trying to talk to the landlords. Landlords in the Row are really hard to get to see, unless they’re renting a place. I was able to talk to them first because I posed as someone interested in renting before changing the subject to the murders. I was able to get lists of the tenants from them. Some of them I had to bribe, but most cooperated because they don’t want to be in trouble.
  • The ones who didn’t have places for rent, I had to track down by checking the records in the spire to find out where they live. I know first hand how difficult it is to get these guys to come out. If something breaks, it’s your problem, not theirs! And they certainly don’t want to deal with the authorities coming to ask about the people living in their places.
  • I’ve spent a lot of time at the Spire too, double-checking the records there against what the landlords are telling me. I’ve found out that half of them don’t even report they have apartments for rent! So that’s why the Spire’s records are so bad about rentals on the Row. That meant my footwork was going to be more extensive than it had to be.
  • So I started, first finding out the owners of places, then finding the owners, and asking if they had anyone new rent in the past few months. I knew to start my search in the southern area of the Row first as that’s where most of the bodies had been found. Unfortunately, not all of them would give me the information I requested as there’s some thing about tenant privacy or something. So there’s a couple who wouldn’t tell me which apartments they had recently rented. I just want to knock and ask some questions! It’s not like I’m asking them to open doors and search the places. I don’t think we’re that close to finding the right place yet.
  • Some of the landlords were a little more helpful. One of them went with me to the newer tenant’s door and knocked. It was a family and there was nothing suspicious about that. A couple of others gave me the apartment numbers which I went to myself and knocked. Most of them answered, and again, I saw nothing suspicious. There’s a couple of others, I had to go back and check on.
  • There were two that I received no answer. I stayed around one spot and watched one apartment until I finally saw someone inside. Then I went and knocked, and it’s just some guy who works three different jobs. I’ve been watching the second one, but I don’t see anyone go in or leave. I’ve smelled around the door, and it doesn’t smell like there’s anyone dead in there, but then, what if someone needs help? What if they’re still alive? I can’t break in, but I’m going to feel awful if we find someone there, and it’s too late to save them.
  • I have to continue talking to landlords, and checking the records as well, so I can’t watch this place full-time either. If there’s no one there, I’ve already wasted enough time. But then if there is someone who needs help, I haven’t spent enough time trying to get in to help them. Maybe I can call upon a couple of friends who know a bit about locks.
  • Hopefully, Imralion will be back soon, and I’ll have some help, and some training. Now is a good time to apply to be a blood knight. I applied and I’ve been accepted, but they need more people who can train. I think Imralion plans to do that. I hope so anyway. He’s hot! I do hope we’ll still have time to investigate though. I really don’t want to give up now.

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Part II – The Lich King Calls

“I am not happy.”

Salenicus looked at Orledin and shook his head, “You don’t get it, do you.”

“I get it perfectly well. You brought me here against my will.”

Salenicus turned his back to the other elf. The wait in the line for the runeforge was busy today, and of course Orledin hadn’t given him a minute of peace since their arrival at the Ebon Hold.

“And every time I point that out, someone starts ignoring me!”

Salenicus turned back around, “Look, we were asked to come here. Now we need to runeforge our weapons. We’re leaving for the Broken Isles soon, and all you can do is stand around and complain! We have work to do, Orledin. Do you see anyone else here whining?”

Orledin shut up, if only for a few seconds. Moments later he muttered, “I’d rather be baking cookies.”

“Cookies are not going to defeat the Legion!” Salenicus shouted. He was going to say more, but a large hand clasped his shoulder.

“Why don’t you let him go make his cookies?”

Salenicus brushed away the hand, and turned to look at the speaker. The tall kaldorei death knight in front of them in line looked down at him. He refused to be intimidated by the other elf’s height. “We were called here for a reason. We’re all going to the Broken Isles.”

The kaldorei shrugged, “I think the cookies sound like a better idea.”

Salenicus snorted, “Again, cookies won’t defeat the Legion.”

“No, but they make people happy. If people aren’t happy, then they don’t have much to fight for. My son loves cookies.”

Orledin raised a brow and spoke before Salenicus had a chance to, “Your son? Your family didn’t reject you?”

“My family… It’s complicated. My son is adopted, and adorable. He loves cookies, but he wouldn’t be able to eat your cookies because they’re probably poison.”

Orledin blinked, “Poison? I’d never poison anyone!”

“You’re a blood elf.”

Orledin twitched an ear, “I still wouldn’t poison anyone. I’m a professional baker, but I have a question. How did you adopt? I didn’t know there were places that would give a death knight a kid.”

Salenicus glared at Orledin.

“I’m just asking!”

The kaldorei looked down at him and answered, “I let my mate do most of the talking when we went to get him. I wear goggles to hide my eyes. A lot of people don’t look close enough to notice.”

Orledin blinked, “Your mate?”

“Yes. She’s a druid.”

“She’s alive?”

The kaldorei nodded.

“And she’s okay with you going to the Broken Isles because the Lich King said so?”

“I’m not going.”

Both Salenicus and Orledin looked at the kaldorei.

“I have to stay at home to protect the grove I live in.” The kaldorei turned and stepped forward as the human ahead of him finished with the runeforge.

Orledin glared at Salenicus, “We need to go back. The Ghostlands need us. The Rangers need us.”

“We’ll go back when our mission is done.”

“No. Now.”

“No, we already showed up for it. We will see it through.” Salenicus frowned and nodded towards the runeforge, “It’s your turn.”

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Alinash’s Search

Alinash sifted through the contents of another dresser in one of the houses he had been watching over the past few weeks. How many bedrooms did they have? If they had what he was looking for, it would be in a bedroom, right? He had already checked the bathroom and found little in the way of baubles and trinkets there. In the second bedroom he checked, he found some that were kept in a small box on top of one of the two dressers in the room. It didn’t contain what he was looking for, and so he put it back as he found it before checking under the clothes in the drawers. The room he checked now seemed to be a guest room, with little in the drawers except a few towels and a house robe. His ears lay back in disgust. He HAD to find it.

He left the guest room as he had found it, making sure the drawers were all closed on both the dresser and the nightstand. He crossed the hall to the next door, the final one on the second floor of the home, and turned the knob. Just as he did, he heard a noise. He ducked inside the room, leaving the door open just a crack. He stepped back away from the door enough to blend in with the shadows in the room, but close enough that he could still see out into the hallway.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

He waited, taking note of his surroundings as he did. He was in the nursery. Of course, he remembered seeing them carry the young infant. They would have a room for it. That made sense. He highly doubted his bauble was in here.

Five minutes passed.

He was about to write it off as his imagination when he heard a floorboard creak in the hallway. His full attention turned back towards the door he had left ajar. He saw nothing at first. He waited.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Then he saw the quiet creature. It was small and hairy. It’s long black beard was it’s overwhelming facial feature. Alinash wasn’t sure if it was male or female. He had heard female dwarves had beards as well, and he was not interesting in assuming, nor sticking around to find out. He frowned briefly, realizing that the dwarf was probably undoing his careful replacing of items. He was not about to confront the dwarf, and since he had gone through everything and not found what he was looking for, it was very much time to leave.

He watched as the dwarf entered the guest room across the hall from the nursery. As the dwarf walked in, Alinash slipped out, and quietly made his way out of the house.


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The Lich King’s Call

Dry twigs and leaves snapped beneath Orledin’s feet as he followed behind Sorrowmoss and Salenicus on the patrol route. Sorrowmoss had at one time tried to teach him to walk quietly, but he still didn’t know how she did it. It would help if they had day patrols, but as the undead didn’t need to sleep, they were on the night patrol. A small amount of light lit up the eastern sky. Sunrise would be soon, then he would be able to see better. Another step and another twig crackled below him. He spoke to mask his noise as he continued following the others.

“Sorrowmoss? Do you think we’ll see more demons tonight?” They had already found a couple of imps, but nothing too threatening. Orledin wasn’t sure what the Legion wanted with the Ghostlands anyway.

Sorrowmoss didn’t reply immediately, but when she did it was quiet, just loud enough that he could hear it. “If we do, we’ll take care of it.”

Orledin twitched an ear as he stepped through some old leaves covering the path. Soon there would be a new layer as fall would arrive soon. He was about to suggest they take the time to rake the leaves out of the path so it would be easier to walk quietly when he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in years.

Hear me, death knight… The chilling echo sounded so real that he wasn’t sure if it was only in his mind or if the Lich King was standing right next to him. He stopped in his tracks and looked around. He saw nothing. He looked at Sorrowmoss who seemed blissfully unaware of what Orledin had just heard, or well, as blissful as she could appear. However, Salenicus had also stopped. He turned to look at Orledin as if to say something, but the icy voice came again.

The Legion has returned to Azeroth. Return to the Ebon Hold. All will be explained there.

Orledin glanced again at Sorrowmoss who had stopped walking now and turned with her hands on her hips. “The patrol route is this way.”

Orledin looked back towards Salenicus in time to see him start to open a death gate back to the hold.

“No! No, no, no. Wait. What are you doing?”

“Going to the Ebon Hold. You heard it too. I can tell by the way you stopped talking.”

“Uh, well, yeah. I- I heard it, but we don’t need to go. We’re rangers. We have work here.” Orledin glanced again at Sorrowmoss who watched them with a puzzled look. The shadows in the forest behind her shifted ominously in the early morning light.

“We are needed elsewhere. We may be rangers, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t still death knights.”

“Just because we’re death knights doesn’t mean we can’t be something else. Are you going to listen to every disembodied mind voice in your head for the rest of time? I gained something that I’m not going to throw away just because some dead guy says to go somewhere, and that is free will! I like being a ranger. What if the Lich King told you to jump into the sea and sink down to the bottom for the rest of eternity?”

Salenicus twitched an ear, “That’s not funny. Come on.” He grabbed Orledin’s wrist and pulled him through the death gate just as the first rays of sun broke over the horizon, leaving Sorrowmoss to finish the patrol on her own.

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Hethurin’s Notes

  • A new school semester has started. We do have one new student, a woman by the name of Oline. She is interested in frost magic, which is good. We have so many fire students, but only a couple of frost and arcane. I might have to start declining fire students just to keep Aeramin’s students at a reasonable number.
  • Especially right now since he’s gone. He asked for some time off to take a trip to Tanaris. For some reason, they think there’s more to research there, and if they know what they’re making wards for, they can make stronger wards. I don’t think that’s all the reason. Kestrae, Xanaroth and Vallindra went with him, after all. At least he took Imralion too, so hopefully he can keep him from doing anything too stupid, or at least save him before anything bad happens when he does.
  • Anyway, that leaves Maerista teaching the fire classes, both group and private lessons, alone. I was going to ask Desdeyliri to help her out with some of the easier stuff, but I decided not to because Des is probably going on a trip soon too. Maybe Keya can help. I’ll ask Raleth if he can spare him. Neither Des nor Keya are very good with fire, but they could teach beginning theory.
  • Des will be taking a short trip soon because her wedding to Perothis is coming up. They wanted to wait until after Kestrae and Ordinicus got married and that just happened before Kestrae went on the trip to Tanaris! It was such a beautiful wedding. It was warm and the day was perfect. Tik and Terellion had decorated the garden, and Tik made the spinach rolls again. They’re so good! Kes was beautiful in her dress. I am so happy for both her and Ordinicus.
  • Anyway, Kes is on the trip now, and Ordinicus is back to work on building things with Ethirdir and Ithorel. I think they’re almost done with the new cabin and stable at the rangers. I have a feeling that fall will come late, but fast. By that I mean while it might still be warm now, when it does get cold, it’s going to get cold fast. If it’s a normal fall, there will be lots of rain too. Hopefully, all of the building work will be done by then!
  • We’re watching Lyorri during the day. She’s so cute! I thought Narise and her would play together, but they like to fight over the same toy a lot. It’s okay though, I bought some more toys and I got two of each. That way, they can each have one. Ordinicus picks her up at the end of the day and takes her home until the next morning. I’m usually teaching during the day, so Terellion winds up watching her more than I do.
  • I miss being able to carry Narise around in her sling. I still can, but she usually wants to get down after a bit, and that gets disruptive if I’m trying to teach, so she’s spending more time with Ter too.
  • He’s been watching them really close. There are demons in the area. I guess they’re all over. I am afraid, but I can’t show it. I have to be strong for my girls and the students and everyone, but sometimes I feel like curling up and crying about it. I don’t want anything to happen here! I worry that my wards aren’t strong enough, though the one I have up now is so draining, I barely have enough energy left to make sure my sister has her ward refreshed every week, and now I have to take care of the wards at the rangers too, at least until Aeramin gets back. I’ve been taking a more passive teaching role in the private lessons because of this too. Instead of demonstrating the spell they’re learning, I tell them what to do and watch them try. I don’t like doing it that way, but I think it’s better if I’m not too exhausted. If demons did get through the wards, I will need to be strong enough to fight them.
  • I don’t want the girls to be afraid, but I do want them to be safe, so we explained the situation to both of them. I don’t think Narise really understands much yet, but Malwen does. She’s almost nine already. She said she wasn’t afraid, but then she thought she saw an imp outside her bedroom window. I think it was unlikely because not only were the wards not tripped, but her bedroom is on the second floor. It can’t just stand out there and look in! We didn’t question it though, and now she has a spot to sleep set up in our room. We also keep the door between Narise’s room and ours open so that we can hear her better. If that’s what it takes to make them feel safe then that’s what we’ll do.
  • I do kind of miss having some alone time with Ter. We did have a date the other day. Aeramin and Xanaroth had asked if I could provide them with a portal to Tanaris. I can, and I did, but it was tricky. What they don’t know is that I can teleport to the bronze dragon lair there. Renner took me there a couple of times. There were other dragons there and they looked at me like I was a pet or something. Anyway, I didn’t want to drop a group of summoners off in the middle of a dragon lair. I mean, I don’t think the dragons would like that, and I’d have to explain how I knew how to make a portal there to Aeramin and the others. It’s certainly something I don’t want Vallindra knowing! So I decided I would have to go there and look for a different spot.
  • Of course, when I told Ter, he wanted to come with me. I decided it might be safer if I could find someone else who could make a portal there to a safe location without dragons. That way, Ter and I wouldn’t be wandering around a demon-infested desert looking for a quiet place to make a portal to.
  • That’s when I got the idea that we should have a date in Silvermoon. We had lunch by ourselves and visited the market. After that, I suggested going to the reliquary place. I think he was a little confused about why until I started asking questions about Tanaris there. Anyway, they do have a camp there, and they have a mage who helps them get there and back. I asked to speak to the mage, gave him some gold, and got a portal there. We only had to be there a few minutes for me to familiarize myself with the place. I knew my wards would be weaker while I was away too, so this way was really the best, as we weren’t gone long. Also, we didn’t see a single demon while we were there. The people at the camp said they’re further north.
  • I do hope everything works out. The Spire has replied and accepted our application for exemption. They did write and state that if circumstances become greatly worsened, they may still call upon us, but for now, they shouldn’t be asking anyone at the school to go.
  • The bad news is that the same day I got the letter from the Spire, I also got a letter from my father. He is going. I should go see him before he does. He also wrote that Aranae wrote and there was trouble at the bear place, but she’s okay.
  • I hope the bear place has good mages and that they’ve put up some wards. Maybe I should write to her and suggest it.

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Tik’s Request

Tik knocked lightly on the door to Magister Fairsong’s office. He was certain he would be here at this time of the day. The last classes had just ended fifteen minutes ago, and the Magister preferred finishing his work before doing anything else.

“Come in.” He heard the Magister call from inside.

He turned the door knob, and opened the door. As he expected, Magister Fairsong sat at his desk with a stack of papers in front of him. “Hello Tik.”

“Hello Magister. I was hoping you might have time to talk.”

Magister Fairsong put down his pen, and put the papers to the side. “Of course,” he said as he looked up and folded his hands on his desk. “Take a seat.”

Tik sat in one of the two chairs on the other side of the desk. He hesitated, not having thought of the exact words he meant to use.

“Is something wrong? The demons aren’t here are they?”

“No, Magister. It’s nothing like that.” Tik tried to sound reassuring, though he was worried. There was no need to make the Magister panic, and he would panic if he thought there was even the slightest chance of a demon getting through his wards. Tik could hardly blame him. He looked directly at the Magister. “It’s about Lilithel.”

“Is she okay?”

“She’s fine. Just fine. I just thought you might want to lessen her work load for a bit, and hire someone to help out temporarily.”

The Magister’s brow shot up. “That doesn’t sound— Are you sure she’s fine?”

Tik nodded, “Yes, well, she is. She’s just also a little pregnant. Maybe. She has an appointment with your sister tomorrow. She didn’t want me to say anything, but I worry a bit. If she is, then a lessened work load might be a good idea.”

The Magister looked confused. Finally, he said, “But she’s old.”

Tik took a slow deep breath, resisting an urge to twitch an ear. “She is older than most women who are having babies. This is true. I am as well. You must know that the older the mother is, the more things could go wrong. That is why I am requesting that you lessen the work she has to do.”

Magister Fairsong seemed to consider it for a moment before replying, “If she is, tell me after her appointment with my sister, and I’ll ask Terellion to put a sign up.” He paused as if considering something else, then said, “Are you going to get married? We could have a third huge wedding here this summer. I’m sure everyone would love it! Terellion would make a huge cake, and we could all decorate the garden, and- Oh! We would need to teach someone else to make spinach rolls. You can’t work at your own-”

“Magister,” Tik interrupted. “There won’t be a wedding. We’ve both decided that’s not what we want.”

The look on the Magister’s face told Tik he was going to have to explain.

“It’s not that we don’t love each other, but she likes where she is right now, and she likes her space. I have always lived in the main building, and I do not wish to leave. I suppose neither of us like change that much.”

“A baby is a big change.”

Magister Fairsong was right about that. Tik couldn’t agree more. He nodded in response.

“We could build onto the house,” Magister Fairsong smiled,”and make your room bigger. Maybe we could even turn it into an apartment. Then it would be big enough for Lilithel and the baby too.”

“That won’t be necessary, Magister. As I said, I think we’re both happy where we are, and I agree with you that a baby is a big change. I suppose we will see what happens.”

Magister Fairsong nodded though he still looked like he didn’t quite understand.

Tik stood. “I won’t keep you from your work, Magister, and I should get back to mine. Was there anything you needed while I’m here?”

“No, Tik. Thank you. Let me know tomorrow if I need to get some signs up.”

Tik nodded as he dipped into a quick short bow, “Of course, Magister.” He turned and left the room as Magister Fairsong went back to work on the stack of papers.

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