possibly take away. “I’ll try.”
Chapter 8
Tomias and Fenir were sitting on the steps outside their home, eyes locked in what appeared to be a silent debate. There was a discussion taking place in their minds that neither of them could comprehend. At the sound of their footsteps, Tomias glanced up wearily.
“Ah, a most welcome distraction. How are you both doing?”
“Better,” Kirheen said. It was true, whatever Trista had given her seemed to be working. Despite her earlier episode of eating everything in sight, she was feeling well rested. She’d almost forgotten what that felt like. “I hope we aren’t interrupting anything.”
Tomias shot a glare out of the corner of his eye that Fenir ignored. “Not at all. Just having a pleasant discussion with my bond mate. I’m debating whether or not my life would be less complicated without him.”
Fenir grunted.
“Fenir would like you all to know that he is mute. He cannot speak, but he can still hear! I find it rather hard to believe with how much he seems to miss my point during our most pleasant conversations.”
Kirheen cleared her throat. “Should we leave you two to sort things out? I’m feeling a bit of tension here.”
“Of course not! Come, gather round,” he swept his arm out before him, gesturing to the empty space at the foot of the stairs.
“What are you two arguing about anyways,” Kirheen asked, folding her arms across her chest.
“Let’s just say, we have a difference of opinions when it comes to your training. I, for one, feel it’s necessary to explain a few things to you first before we get started. Fenir, on the other hand, seems to think we should just jump right into things. That strategy seems to have worked so well for Herzin.”
Kirheen winced. “Do we have any say in the matter?”
“I…suppose you could. We’ll just let you two settle this.”
Garild shrugged. “I’m fine either way. It might be good to go over a few things though. Considering we really haven’t had any formal training up until this point, it couldn’t hurt.”
Kirheen nodded. “Just what I was thinking.”
“I’m sorry, Fenir. It appears you’ve been outnumbered this time. You’ll have to listen to me chatter away,” Tomias said with a smile, obviously pleased with himself. Fenir huffed, shifting his attention elsewhere
“Your training with Herzin was cut rather short. Did you speak of anything you hadn’t already heard?”
Kirheen shrugged. “We spoke briefly of our powers, of the Allseer and the Darkness. It was all very basic though but—“
“…You still have many questions. That much I know. I’ll try and answer as much as I can, just promise to hear me out and not bombard me with your curiosity.”
“I…suppose I can handle that.”
“So, you know two of the major points. You at least have a basic understanding of what it is to have these powers. It’s true, while your bond is powerful and unique, what is required of you once you’ve mastered your powers will be the most important thing to come from your union. It is with your powers that we hope to save the world, to bring it back from the Darkness.”
“If it’s all about strengthening our powers to defeat the Darkness, then why match us up,” Garild asked.
“A valid question. Up until now, you’ve hardly used the power you have. With no training in the matter, it’s hard to focus your power enough to use it for anything useful. But, even without training, some innate ability has shined through even in your youth. The Council has been able to see that through the years and matched you up not only by your personalities, but also by the initial strengths of your gifts. You are meant to work in tangent. Your strengths are their weaknesses, both in personality and in power. You’ve got to be able to overcome that, hence why you are paired. You help balance each other.”
“So, what are our strengths? We’ve done so little with our powers, how can you