Flooded with her questions, he calmly raised his hand and smiled. Her energy was a marvel and something he admired.<br/><br/>The light in the room slowly faded to a low blue engulfed in shadow as the expression on his face shifted.<br/><br/>"These are dark times my dear Reira. The deaths in Myste do not fall lightly on the ears of the King who now suspects conspiracy." He paused. "At the moment his eye is turned on us."<br/><br/>He turned and faced the darkened hall with a frown. "I've sent the students away until this storm has passed. Melfyridor is no longer safe."<br/><br/>With a look of restrained frustration, he looked down at the stone floor lightly illuminated by the soft blue glow of the torches by the Masters chambers. "Corvus, was the King's idea. He felt that the Kurakai working with the Mages could help find the cure and cause of this epidemic. As such we are attempting to do so. Although I suspect Corvus' intentions."<br/><br/>Shaking his head and sighing, he remembered the cheer and strength the great hall once had. It pained him to see it in such shadow.<br/><br/>Catching himself he turned to her with a warm smile and placed his hand on her shoulder, "Tell me, other than migratory patterns and cloud formations, what did you discover?"