<span style="font-family:Calligraffitti"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Chapter Three - Patience is a Virtue</span></span></span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 15px"><i>Six Days later</i></span></span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"><br/>
Ayla sat on the edge of her bed, lacing up the front of her coat. In the other room, she could hear her brother and the woman that Lucian had brought in to aid with his Transmutation lessons conversing as they got ready to head to the workroom for some more tactile lessons. She straightened up, stretching and rubbing the sore spot on her arm where Alexi had gotten her earlier that day during their hand to hand classes. In the week since they’d been there, Lucian had indeed kept his promise to teach them everything they would need to know to survive in house Dimir. The training wasn’t easy, and at times was exhausting, but both twins were willing to put themselves through it, though sometimes Ayla wished her brother would pull his punches just a little bit.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"><i>&lt;but then how would you learn from your mistakes, Dear sister?&gt;</i></span><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">&lt;we’ll see how you like it next time i take your feet out from under you.&gt;</span></i><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"><i> &lt;...I’ve gotten better.&gt;</i></span><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">&lt;you have Never been good at keeping your balance. I’m surprised you haven’t killed yourself on a flight of stairs.&gt;</span></i><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"><i> &lt;Hey!&gt;</i></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">She smirked, able to feel the glare through their link, pleased with herself. But she knew she couldn’t keep her own instructor waiting. Lucian was a patient man, but she didn’t want to test how patient. She slipped into the other room, nodding respectfully to his teacher as she walked past, pulling her hair up into a messy ponytail as she left, making her way down the hall and up to flights of stairs to Lucian’s office. Knocking twice, she entered without waiting for a reply.</span>