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[Light]

"Most likely," she chimes, looking out the window. "This place that he's going to war with--do you know what its like there?"

[~echo~]

George hesitated, debating saying something. Finally he gave in- "Yes, I do. Better than anybody. I was born there."

[Light]

"You were?" she closes the book, and looks at him with wide, curious eyes, "tell me about it."

[~echo~]

"It's very... well, green. I lived in what one might call a manor... but I was the son of a servant. The cities are warm and inviting at night if not a bit noisy and crowded in the day," he said wistfully.

[Light]

She swings her feet, her eyes closed as the image is painted in her mind. "Green... It's sounds very nice... I'd like to see it, but I suppose I won't,"

[~echo~]

"Maybe you'll still be living with us when we conquer it," he said, clearly not liking the idea of it being conquered. He would hate to see the snotty little boy king on the High Throne of Agoreline.

[Light]

She opens her eyes and leans back, her green eyes rolling, "Do you honestly think he'd want to keep me around? I'm more than likely going to ruin his... image, if I stick around."

[~echo~]

"Like I said before, he thinks of you like a jewel. It's not everyday you meet someone who can summon the rain and he really wants you to stay around," George said.

[Light]

"Boo," she sticks her tongue out and sighs, "I feel like a stuffed animal now," she pouts, puffing her cheeks. "Rain... it's not just rain, you know. I can control the wind, the clouds," she waves her hand, "Someone like him... it feels like, he wants to control both the heavens and earth,"

[~echo~]

"Another reason he wants to keep you," George said, listening intently.

[Light]

"Hmph," she rests her head in her hand, leaning onto the arm of the chair, "That's a stupid reason. But... I really do wanna see Agoreline. So... I might stick around."

[~echo~]

"We would love to have you," he said with a small smile. Honestly, he had become a bit fond of her.

[Light]

"You might be the only one," she taps her heel against the ground a few times, the soft fabric barely making a sound, "Let's just hope that it looks like it should when we go to see it."

[~echo~]

;George nodded. "Hopefully."

[Light]

"Mhm," she nods her head, and her eyes travel back to the libraries window.

[~echo~]

"I wonder who is allying with us against Agoreline," George wondered aloud.

[Light]

"I wonder as well," she bites her nails, "Should be a country with pretty good mages."

[~echo~]

"The king did meantion sorcerers," George agreed.

[Light]

"We'll see when they get here, or decide to show themselves," she stands up, and walks over to the bookcase.

[~echo~]

George continued sitting, considering what it would be like to meet a sorcerer.