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Bliss

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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 served as a Sentinel of the College for a year now, Gradimir. Would you perhaps meet with my brother and give him a lesson on defensive magicks, so as to see if it is worth him joining the Sentinels too." The query had came after a lesson, and the Maester asked her to remain behind so that he may ask her in confidence and solitude.

She knew why he had asked her. Bliss wasn't the type to stray from instruction, liking order and neatness. Bliss also excelled in the training she received as a Sentinel, and understood the true concern the elder Blowdyn had, for she had seen her own brothers use it between the siblings.

Maester Emris Blodwyn was cautious. He didn't waste time to set this up, although the Convocation had been over a week ago. Bliss supposed the Blodwyns were always to be in the forefront, and garnering all manners of attention.

And so Bliss agreed. Had said she would be here waiting, and the sun was nearing it's golden hour before sinking beneath the horizon. It washed the training grounds in a warm light, although Bliss didn't fret at the idea of curfew soon upon them. Sentinels were given permission to wander if they were scheduled to patrol. The Maester had said he would send a chaperone in his place should they need the extra time to train, but Bliss wasn't so sure they would spend that much time on the first lesson.

"Do you think he is running late?" She inquired aloud. "Perhaps I should offer to reschedule..." Bliss had other things to tend to if that were the case.

"Why don't we give it five more — oh! There he is now, Master Blodwyn!" Beamed Maester Blodwyn's teaching assistant.
 
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Calixtus had his hands neatly tucked behind his back as he approached slowly. He didn't smile. He gave a polite bow, but his gaze was clearly appraising who his brother had sent.

He knew that Emris had been given the task of getting Calixtus ahead of the class. Whilst he was quite content with the benefits that came with nepotism, he didn't like that Emris sent another student to look after him.

It felt like his elder brother both shirking his responsibilities and sending another student to judge him.

"So you are who he sent?" Calixtus asked, arching one eyebrow.
 
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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 did not let this unnerve her.


"I am one of the tops students of my year." She offered, assessing him. "Defensive magic runs strong in my family also, so I tend to have an unfair advantage."

Bliss pointed to their chaperone. "This is Pip. A teaching assistant of Maester Blodwyn that assists in his fourth year classes."

Pip beamed, the dwarf sticking out his chest.
 
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