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It may only occur to her now that Calixtus had a certain way about him that even Bliss could not ignore, but she did so. Adamant to not blush, a faint pink settled in her cheeks without her consent. All her focus went to his flickering shield, and Bliss pressed harder against it. "There is...

"Mm... those that cannot achieve the smoothness of wielding would try to dress anyone down that can achieve it. What you think is polished, I see as control and flow." Bliss lowered her shields, taking the steps to close the distance. Her hand went to press against his manifested shield, and...

In celebration of two cities sharing in their love of art and history, the bi-annual gala was to be hosted in Elbion. An opportunity for those studying at the College to attend and extend introductions to those that hail from the Anirian territories. Although a small retinue of Anirians are in...

"Good." She frowned. "Go on then. Bring up a shield. However big you can manage, and hold it." She could extend her wards, but she did not just yet. Bliss did not wish to show all her prowess to him just yet. She had met an ex Dreadlord once, one that served before their revolution, and the...

Close to the Blodwyns? Bliss snorted. "You mean friends of your family? The Gradimirs already have relations with another House." She was unsure why she needed to say that, to put distance from herself and him. The comment of how he could read her so easily didn't sit well with her, and even...

She blinked, staring at him as he began his appraisal of her. It was there in his eyes, the way he eyed her up as if she were the one asking for further lessons. Bliss crossed her arms, frowning at him. "You may be a Blodwyn, but if you aren't here to take your Maester brother's help in...

Although he did not utter the words, Bliss could hear the unsaid thanks she would have been awarded had this been anyone else. As his fist closed, she dropped her other hand that had cupped the back of his hand that held up his manifestation of magic. Both hands disappeared behind her back...

Bliss frowned, unconvinced. "You need to practice that every day. Multiple times. It should be easy, just like being able to breath." She shrugged. "Forcing it will only take up too much energy to hold up pretenses. I want you to coax it out. Patience is always key, otherwise you are forcing...

It was not hard to figure out that Calixtus wanted to be the best. Bliss understood merely by the way Maester Blodwyn described his younger brother in as little words as he could. It was the way in which Calixtus looked at her upon first approach, and just now, how his gaze changed the moment...

Bliss could not hide her smile. "We always learn Defensive spells before we go onto the Offensive." They were not Dreadlords that hail from Vel Anir, trained to only be a weapon. She shook her head, effectively letting her hair fall back from her shoulders. "Defensive magic is actually my...

Bliss tried to keep the frown from her face as he didn't offer a hand along with the introduction of his name. Of course, she knew his name by way of his older brother, the Maester also forewarning her that Calixtus had a lot to lose if he does not succeed here. He did not say much more than...

Turning, Bliss' welcoming smile faltered a touch as Calixtus Blodwyn did not offer a smile. His lack of emotion differed from his brother, with his own presence being something that commanded attention and respect. Calixtus held something more... predatory. A wolf in sheep's clothing. She...

Bliss had been waiting in the open training arena all afternoon, mulling over the beginner principles of warding magic. Not that she needed it, it was a way to adapt herself to teach. When Maester Blodwyn asked her of this favour, it wasn't one to exercise the word no to him. "You have excelled...

Bliss had to hit both Bea and Arsenio after their peals of laughter almost interrupted Maestor Caliora's speech, still reeling from the barely first year chastising Bliss and her hair mishap. The blonde had only lifted a brow, surprised such an outburst happened at all, but with the arrivals of...

"Here!" To her left, the familiar shade of chestnut hair was all Bliss could see. The head belonged to her roommate, Bea. She was a small thing, just over five feet in height for her grandfather was a dwarf, never mind that Bea's family were all small, even the non-dwarven side to the family...