The Dragon's Vow or the Stubborn Bride - стр. 17
– Mirre, do you remember any of the attackers? Are you familiar with them? – asked Lisel.
– No, but their leader was called Mikael. And another one, small and fussy, was teased with Splinter.
I described the attackers as best I could, and Ada filled in the details I had missed, telling me what magic they used and what techniques they preferred in battle.
“I will make sure that those responsible are punished,” Lisel promised us with the most serious look.
For some reason I had no doubt that this would be the case.
– Thank you. – Ada smiled wryly, trying not to show too much that she was suffering.
– Girls, what happened to you? “A very young girl’s face suddenly looked out of the stagecoach window.
A frightened look of wide eyes, a slightly open mouth, an unexpectedly short haircut framing the face. Only the eyes shone with a deep blue, and the hair had already turned completely sea green.
Wow! A very strong sorceress comes from the mouth of the Struna! It directly feels close to the sea elements.
– Stop hiding, Yumi! Go out and meet your classmates. This is Mirre and Adalbjorg.
“I’m afraid…” the girl whispered and hid again.
We looked at each other, and then I left the girls and climbed into the stagecoach.
– Hello, Yumi! I'm Mirre.
– I know. “I can clearly hear what’s happening outside,” Yumi answered, for some reason again in a whisper.
– You said you were afraid. And what exactly?
In general, after the attack on Ada, I will not deny that the streets of the capital are not so safe at night, but still the station is guarded, and it is quite light here…
“I’m afraid that I won’t be able to control my magic from excitement.” “I have a lot of dope, but my control is poor,” she shared in her own way, clearly repeating someone else’s words.
I giggled.
– Didn’t they teach you to “pacify the gift” at your boarding school?
– We taught. It just didn't work out very well for me. That's what I'm worried about. When I get excited, I can’t control myself at all.
The girl sighed heavily.
– Don’t worry! “Smiling, I put my hand on her shoulder.
– Do you think it’s not worth it? – She stared at me with hope.
– I think it's useless. Worry or not, it will be difficult for all of us.
Having voiced my secret thoughts, I suddenly realized that I was right.
Until that moment, I carefully hid them even from myself. I was happy to leave the boarding school, looking forward to a new free life, but I was latently afraid that everything would not be as rosy as I had imagined. And what just happened is a clear example of this. After all, these were also those whom we would have to face at the academy. What if all the guys there are just like them?
The thought did not make me happy at all. I could only hope that there were people like my sister’s husband there. Rengold Hallward was for me the ideal man and husband, and I secretly dreamed that someday I too would find such a faithful and reliable life partner.
Uncle Alan returned with an elderly, strong woman in a healing robe. She brought with her a suitcase with drugs and rubbing substances, but did not even open it. She just stated in a hoarse bass voice, briefly examining Ada:
– Yes, two ribs are cracked! Numerous bruises, and that’s just a rough guess! And on the aura there are traces of a blow from elemental magic. No, she definitely needs to stop by the healing room for at least half an hour. We’ll fix everything, she’ll recover in three days, strictly following the recommendations, of course.