As Im looking for more books on magic and anatomy, I hear footsteps.
Your sll is unbearable, Levener says to my mind.
Thank you, buddy. I hope you choke on it. Or better, I hope you get sinusitis Id be curious to see how you would manage all that, I say, pointing at my own mouth as a reference.
We dont get along much, to be honest. He idolizes Princess Valarith, and I dont give a damn about either of them. My disrespect has started irking him. Also, hes still angry about trying to fry him in our duel.
Your ntal defenses are still diocre, he says.
Havent had much ti to practice them. Unlike you, Im not spending my days fantasizing about I catch my tongue before starting a fight. Do you have sothing to tell ? Im looking up so stuff about curses like [Rottenbone]. Im trying to understand if relapse is a possibility or if Claudias strong constitution will be enough to prevent the disease from resurfacing in the future. I an, if it goes away from her head, we should be in the clear. But who knows?
I want to show you sothing, the big, buff man says.
Pass.
He stares dead in the eye.
I want to tell you about Princess Valariths great battle against Mauser.
Pass.
I start walking away when a powerful aura engulfs the library.
Dude, Im hopped on way too much caffeine to have a rational response to this, ok? So, before I go all straight-outta-Compton on you, back off.
Princess Valarith reaches as I swear at one of her tos in her library. The degree of variations and applications of [Regeneration] is insane. Without Lord Juler, I would barely be able to cast one of the components of this thing. But the sheer degree of complexity in this spell is insane.
Levener arrived at the wrong mont, she says in her weird manner of speech. Thats what centuries without real conversations do to a mothertrucker.
Not a problem, lady, I say with a smile before rubbing my eyes. Once again, I have lost any sense of ti in this blasted tower. There are barely a couple of windows, and its disorienting.
Hes overzealous.
That he is.
Feeling a looming presence at my back, I close the book in front of and turn.
Wassup?
Princess Valarith is wearing a simple black robe. It looks out of place on her sickly fra, and it creates a gloomy feeling when you pair it with the beautiful face marred by a terrible scar.
You dont like .
I look at the woman who killed two [Archmages] as if it were nothing.
You saved my life. I cant not like you, Princess.
Shes more silent in the tower, less intimidating. Shes simply a broken person here, not a legend walking the world.
Look, I say while a pang of guilt hits , I have nothing against you. Id have liked it if I could have saved, in a way. Also, it sucks that the only person ready to save was a stranger. I dont know if Stan would have intervened if you hadnt.
She shakes her head.
He wouldnt have.
I could ask how she knows, but Id rather leave a part of believing that Stan would have done sothing.
Levener is young. Accepting his defective traits is part of the maturation process of two people.
Sotis, her speech becos hard to parse. What shes saying is that if we both want to grow out of our teenage phase, we better start trying to understand each other.
Ok. Ill try, I say.
Imdiately, Princess Valarith turns and walks away.
Wait!
Yes? she turns to .
I sigh and pass my hands over my face, giving it a good rub. This gesture has now beco a tic of mine.
Listen, Valarith. I dont know how to say this, okay? Im tired. I wish soone would fucking shoot in the head so I could sleep for three days before coming back to life. Im not sure Im completely sane at the mont, ok? The lack of natural light here, plus the shit Im going through with Claudia the literal shit is starting to get to . Ive been here for barely a fraction of what you have. And Im going crazy. How are you still subjecting yourself to this torture? Why dont you go back? Why are you not on Ko, for Christs sake? Lord Juler says you have great reasons, but he cant specify, can he now? And you just asked to treat Levener better, but you dont ntion how I should treat you better. I dont know what the Vanedenis make of ntal health and look, Im definitely not completely well myself. But you, girlyou need a vacation. Please, start looking after yourself.
Im panting slightly after having regurgitated so many words at once. Valarith is looking at with her typical lifeless expression. Theres nothing of the pride that she showed in the arena. Theres an idea of her people in heror better, shes a reincarnation of an idea. Or just an incarnation. But what matters is that a person cant be an idea. Not unless they want to beco sick, to get terminally ill. We cant just shoulder the kind of weight that this person chose for herself.
Please, just drop the Ill die to remit your sins vibe, Valarith. I dont know what you liked to do before this, but please, look after yourself.
She looks at and smiles. Then, she turns again, as if she had never looked back, and just walks away.
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