Private Tales Light At the End of the Tunnel

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A deep sigh tumbled from Ciana's lips as she returned her golden gaze to Maric's face. "I.." she swallowed. Honestly she wasn't so sure, lately Meryl had often reminded her that she was in the service of the Lord and Lady and she took instruction from them, not her. She knew Meryl felt terrible for locking her in here, but the maid also knew she couldn't disobey orders lest she lose her job and her home. Elspeth had a bit of a tight grip on the older woman, and Ciana could only hope the woman could keep this to herself.

"I'm not sure you understand, Professor. This sort of thing it's.. It's not just unusual here it's outlawed. If people knew I'd be locked up somewhere far less pleasant, or worse.." her head shook.

"I don't.. I don't think it's safe to do this. There are already rumours about me, that's why they keep me in here. Gods if they knew the truth." her hand ran down her face.
 
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For a few seconds Maric remained silent, considering the girls words. "I understand."

He was no stranger to such ways.

There were many places in this world where magic was not just feared, but entirely rejected. The people of those cities would have burned Ciana at the stake for simply expressing an interest in her abilities. Much less manifesting them.

Maric knew little of this city, but if it was outlawed? Then they faced more of a challenge than he had originally thought. For a moment he considered Ciana, and then he began slowly.

"Then..." He frowned, continuing slowly. "Then perhaps it would be for the best if we get you out of here."

He suggested. "I do not believe at this point your...abilities will stop."

Even before he had come, he doubted that she would have made it much more.

"If I had to guess, your powers are stronger than your mothers were. It is a miracle you made it so long already." Perhaps credited to the cage that she was kept in. Yet he could not imagine her making it much longer even in here.
 
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Ciana's eyes were filled with trepidation as she stared at him, listening to him and understanding the full gravity of her situation. It was entirely surreal to be discussing her 'abilities' and 'power', and entirely terrifying to be considering leaving her home.

She glanced to the veiled window, a thin sliver of sunlight fighting through the thick curtains, giving the dust a spotlight to dance in. Her eyes were polished amber as she fixed her gaze on the light for a long, quiet moment, her mind reeling with every worry, thought and doubt that she had and slowly her head shook.

"She'll never let me leave." she said without looking back at him. It would be years before Elspeth's sons would be old enough to marry, and the woman had been insistent that she was to be suited to the Baron's son. Ciana was a pawn in Elspeth's game, but not one that she would so easily allow to walk out of her life. And, she'd clearly wanted to keep a close eye on her since she'd about burned her intended's face off.

"I don't know about my father, but she won't.. And she can be very persuasive where he is concerned. Besides, where else would I go? I'd have to travel by night, and even then I'm weak.." she sighed, feeling hopeless.

"I'm sorry, Professor. I do appreciate your intent to help me, but I'm afraid its just not that simple."
 
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"Politics." His head shook.

Maric had always despised the games that were played. It didn't matter where it all happened. Here, Allthaven, Vel Anir. There was always something so duplicitous about it, so disgusting. People stabbed one another in the back, traded barbs and threw needling insults.

It all seemed so unnecessary. It all hampered true progress.

"Your father is a smart man, Ciana, and he loves you." That much Maric was now entirely sure of. The man wanted to see his daughter well, though just what that meant had yet to be determined. "I believe he can be made to see reason."

He paused for a moment. "If not...we will plan accordingly."

The Professor seemed to stare off into space for a second, as if considering something. Then slowly he slid forward, leaning into Ciana conspiratorially. His words were a bare whisper, but loud enough for her to hear.

"I will not let you languish here." He said softly. "No matter what."

Even if he had to help her escape.
 
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Ciana sighed deeply at the word and nodded sagely. Politics had been her life since she'd come of age, and she expected, for the rest of her life too. She despised it, how status and wealth made people spiteful, bitter and greedy and how false they all were. It wasn't a game she had ever wanted to be a part of, and nor had her mother, but Elspeth thrived on it and her father wanted an easy life.

Her heavy eyes drifted back to Maric as he spoke, watching as he drew close and she gave a small smile at his promise. It meant a lot to her that he seemed determined not to give up on helping her. She reached to rest her hand over his and squeezed gently.

"Thank you, Professor. Your kindness is not common." she sighed, and moment of silence passed before Meryl returned and Ciana flinched, lifting her hand and settling back into her chair. The older woman peeked around the door.

"Your lunch is in your room, Professor. Ciana... Bed now." she said gently, and left the door open for Maric to leave. Ciana nodded quickly and gave a tight smile.

"I will see you in a few hours, then?" she asked, and gingerly pushed herself to her feet.
 
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"You will." Maric assured her as he slowly stood from the chair.

A part of him wished that he'd had some of his books. Teaching in person was all well and good, but Ciana would have benefited greatly from reading about others like her. The abilities she'd inherited. It was a shame that such books likely would have gotten both of them arrested here. A fact which in that moment he decided that he would need to ignore.

There was much to do still, and he could not focus on what he did not have.

There was no doubt in his mind that Ciana's Step-mother would interfere before long. Before that happened he needed Ciana to be able to at least fend for herself, step into the light. The more progress she showed the easier it would be to convince her father that they were on the right track. The only question was...how?

A frown touched his face, and as he absently walked down back towards his room an idea formed in his head.

His door opened, and he noticed a member of staff walking down the hall. "Excuse me. If I require some things from the market is there someone I could send?"

Maric did not want to waste the time going himself. There was too much to do.
 
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The young man turned with a start, almost dropping the tray that he carried. "Y-yes, of course Sir. If you'd care to give me a list I'd be happy to collect them for you myself. Ha-Harold, sir." he nodded.

It took a while for Ciana to fall asleep despite how tired she was. She writhed under her quilt, and every time she closed her eyes she saw the light from the little orb. How it had glowed! Had it really been her doing? She didn't know whether the nausea she felt was dread or excitement, but whatever it was wouldn't be settled with peppermint tea.

She soon fell asleep to thoughts of a new and more uncertain life, to thoughts of Maric teaching her to wield true power and to memories of walking in the sunlight and hopes that she really would be able to do such things again someday.
 
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Maric's list was as inane was it was interesting.

He took careful measures to make sure that most everything upon it was not too strange, at least to the eyes of anyone who would look upon it. There was no doubt in his mind that Ciana's Step-Mother would be watching everything he did, and thus it all had to be above board.

At least to her notice.

Thus the list contained some things he needed, some he did not, and none of it could be suspected in what it was truly for. The gift of knowledge was something he was glad for as the boy finally delivered his things, a coin slipped into his pocket. "Thank you."

Maric said, taking the heavy leather bag and bringing it into his room.

The next few hours were spent in silence construction. Small pieces, fit for a watchmaker, were gently placed together and before long a contraption came into being.

By the time Ciana woke, Maric had finished what he was building, tucking it into the seam of his coat and leaving the scattered supplies on his desk.
 

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She wasted no time laying around in bed after she woke. Today she had something to do other than read or sew or stare out into the empty gardens now that the sun had set. She ate her porridge and fruit, and drank her tea in record time before washing and dressing.

Her door however, remained locked, and Ciana paced until Meryl returned looking slightly flustered. By the sound of her step mother's raised voice, it appeared that she had been informed that Ciana would be leaving her room tonight, and she was clearly displeased.

"Come. Lets get you some fresh air." the woman smiled assuringly and retrieved a warm dove grey cloak with white fur trim from her wardrobe. Ciana bit down on her lip, but it did absolutely nothing to dilute the grin that spread across her face as she stepped into the hallway and followed Meryl along the hallway. Her house seemed so much larger to her now than it had some months ago, she could only imagine how large the world would seem when she stepped outside.

"Harold, fetch the Professor and bring him to the gardens. Ciana will meet him by the fountains."
 
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When he was told that Ciana would be meeting him outside Maric couldn't help the flicker of shock that ran over his features.

From what he understood the girl had been all but kept under lock and key for the last few months. The idea that her father, or Step-mother, for that matter would let her roam was shocking to say the least. Still, the surprise was a welcome one.

Particularly with what he had prepared.

As he stepped outside Maric found the night to be a particularly cool one, the wind gently brushing over the air. "Thank you, Harold. I think I can find my way from here."

Though the estate was an impressive one, the gardens weren't particularly large. A swift bow met his statement, and Harold quickly ran off to go play with the serving girls. Or whatever it was he did in his spare time.

Quickly Maric stepped through the gardens, until he finally found Ciana by the fountains.

"Ah. There you are." The professor said, hand still in his coat pocket.
 
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Ciana took a seat on the stone bench and tilted her head back to listen to the fountain song and stare dreamily up at the clear night sky, enjoying the breeze that played in her hair.

Meryl waited with her until the Professor was in sight, despite her protest that she was sure she'd be quite safe here. Her father had placed her under strict instruction not to allow her to be on her own however, and so the woman was unyielding.

'Ah. There you are.'

She looked up and offered a warm smile in greeting. "Good evening, Professor. I appreciate you meeting me despite the lateness of the hour." she sighed and turned to nod to Meryl. "Thank you Meryl, I'm sure the Professor will see that I am returned safely to my chambers."

The woman gave a reluctant dip of her chin and turned on her heels to leave the two alone.

"I've missed this." Ciana sighed and cast her gaze back to the sky, the moons casting her pale skin in a silvery glow.
 

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"I never sleep much anyway." Another unfortunate side effect of what had happened to him.

It was a fact which he had ignored for some time, but lately had become more and more difficult to live with. Sleep was important, particularly to minds like his. As time went on he struggled more and more with it, even if he would have preferred never to deal with it.

His head shook as he moved to take a seat near Ciana, dispelling his thoughts and trying to focus more on the subject at hand.

A smile touched his face as Ciana gazed towards the sky. "When was the last time you were out here?"

The Professor asked, pulling the odd device he had build from his pocket. He let it roll between his fingers, deciding he wanted to talk a bit before he offered it to her.