Book 2, Chapter 8: Weekends for her would probably just be another weekday
It had been the tenth time Severa Montreal demonstrated Serastra’s Ember Waltz to Fabrisse, and the pattern still hadn’t made sense to him.
She never explained anything—just cocked a hip to the side, gave a perfunctory ‘watch closely,’ and launched into another blinding sequence of movements that blended elegance with complete pedagogical chaos. Each time she finished, she’d frown as if he were the one being unreasonable for not understanding her unspoken logic.
“Again,” she said, and did it again.
Fabrisse’s eyes narrowed. He tried to watch her aether shaping, her wrist angle, the direction of her aether pattern. However, she moved too fast, each gesture flowing into the next with no pause to analyze. There was no commentary, no breakdown, not even a remark about the resonance balance between the initial bead and the split-phase ignition.
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