His arms tighten fractionally around her. "Cresil is my father's and mine rival. He tried convincing the Court that my father had to give me up. Leave me on an orphanage door step. He wants our families prestige and land. He was the one who came up with my trial. He intended me to fail." His words are most snarl before he falls into thoughtful silence. "Stealing his powers would be a little harder than stealing a witches, but it would be doable. I just don't know how I would go about doing it," he sighs. "He needs to be stopped. He's ruthless and cruel."