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Storms graced the early beginnings of summer in Vel Anir, drowning the streets for hours until a reprieve came, but the damage was done. Some parts of the road leading to the Academy were too soft for the wheels of the carriage, and the order went out that they would be staying in the capital for another day. The sun momentarily came out form the dark clouds, baking the city enough to produce steam from the puddles, and Lux could not help but wish for the storm again. There were still angry clouds looming in the distance, and he sure as hells did not want to be caught in it when it arrived.
They were given the rest of the afternoon free to explore the city before having to meet back at the Gilded Grand Suites, where lodgings for the two proctors and three Initiates were secured before their departure at dawn.
Not even an hour could pass by before summons for his presence were relayed to him, but Lux was grateful that he would not be outside in the elements for long when he made the short, yet blistering with heat, walk to the home Amell Quillon kept. If he had to be honest, he was glad his older brother lived in a home away from their step mother, and even gladder still that when Amell wrote him a letter after acquiring it, he told Lux he had his own room there. The temptation to sleep in that room tonight and away from the Proctors and classmates seemed too tantalising.
He had been led to the receiving room and left there with a cup of tea and some biscuits. He could have taken a moment to look around, but it had been so ingrained into him at the Academy to not engage, to not care for anything else. All Lux needed to do was graduate and perhaps he would feel better about...
Well, now... that was just wishful thinking.
They were given the rest of the afternoon free to explore the city before having to meet back at the Gilded Grand Suites, where lodgings for the two proctors and three Initiates were secured before their departure at dawn.
Not even an hour could pass by before summons for his presence were relayed to him, but Lux was grateful that he would not be outside in the elements for long when he made the short, yet blistering with heat, walk to the home Amell Quillon kept. If he had to be honest, he was glad his older brother lived in a home away from their step mother, and even gladder still that when Amell wrote him a letter after acquiring it, he told Lux he had his own room there. The temptation to sleep in that room tonight and away from the Proctors and classmates seemed too tantalising.
He had been led to the receiving room and left there with a cup of tea and some biscuits. He could have taken a moment to look around, but it had been so ingrained into him at the Academy to not engage, to not care for anything else. All Lux needed to do was graduate and perhaps he would feel better about...
Well, now... that was just wishful thinking.