Akasma’s mouth dropped into a perfect “o” entirely losing her composure for a moment. She had been about to ask her parents about the unusual shine she had seen in his eyes when the words he said sank in and she felt her entire world being rocked. Much of the color drained from her face but she forced herself back into a state of composure. “I am to study with this man? He is moving to our village? Her tone was careful, guarded, and without thinking about it she had stepped into a slightly more defensive stance, one foot going back just a few inches, her weight shifting for balance. She could not help but look at this man incredulously.<br/><br/>Never before had her parents made a decision involving her without discussing it with her first. She felt the fires of rage build within her stomach. They would make her listen to a human? All of the elven knew that humans were nothing more than children, at best. What could he possibly have to teach her? Though the fire continued to build that thought sent her on a tangent as her curiosity was sparked. If it was one thing she craved it was knowledge, she could never get enough. She had even taken time to make friends with the elders so she could learn their stories, their history, and borrow their books when she chose to be winsome enough to convince them to share something so precious.  Still, a human, she wouldn’t let it show but still her temper raged within begging to be released upon this mortal who had come along and altered her life without her having any say.<br/><br/>“Be calm, daughter.” Adrenion spoke serenely as he lay his hand on Akasma’s shoulder. “You will obey us in this. Do not fail me.”<br/><br/>Though softly spoken the words came with a deep sting. To be reprimanded in front of the human was intolerable. It was unlikely he realized it was such but regardless she would make him pay for this later. Though she could not ignore her father’s order either, she would learn from this man, if he did indeed have anything of value for learning. She nodded her head ever so slightly to her father and then focused her sight on a vase against the back wall, placed near eye level and ignored the rest of the room as if it were not there, her hands clasped gently behind her back, her jaw clenched ever so slightly to hold in the lengthy rant she wanted to let loose so much.<br/><br/>Senerellia looked to Zaxis. “Your oath is accepted. Shall we arrange the details?” Her parents gestured to the door and walked past the man, Senerellia’s long flowing blue dress swished softly, leaving him to follow as they walked out of the house. They were making it apparent that their discussion of her future would continue to be something she had no part of. She still did not move until all three of them had left the house.<br/>