<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">Illian stopped and smiled, glad that she had taken the bait. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff4d">“The last apprentice he had he took about seventy years ago, a bright-eyed, powerful kid that practically begged Lucian to work with him. He saw the potential and took the kid in, but after a while it seemed that he had some odd training methods. He was holding the boy back in his training, as the kid got progressively weaker . This went on for over a year, until finally his apprentice had enough. He finally told Lucian that he wanted out, to find another master, but he didn’t let him. In retaliation for his disobedience he struck the kid down, killing him on the spot for his insolence.”</span> As he spoke he moved closer to Ayla, until his face was only an inch from hers. There was a light in his eyes, a want when he looked at her. </span>