Sylvestra was taken aback by the sudden display of courage and "power" by the princess. [i]Dark magic?[/i] she thought. [i]How has the princess even learned this?[/i]. She looked at Uhl, who spoke to her in elven. [i]"She has potential..."[/i] he mumbled, and Sylvestra couldn't help but agree, in her mind. She thought that yes, the princess has a lot of potential to be a great ally [i]but[/i] also she could be a foe if the king realized what potential she had. She was strong, but the King might set his claws in her, corrupt her. [i]"We could make her more powerful..."[/i] Uhl continued. Sylvestra looked at him sternly. The thought had crossed her mind as well, even though teaching elven magic and martial arts to a human was strictly forbidden by the elders of old. In these times, the elders were no more and the rules they set were fading. Perhaps Anya [i]could[/i] be taught elven magic and how to fight. She could be a great ally. It would certainly deal a heavy blow to the King.

When Uhl started playing, Sylvestra smiled at first, rising from her kneeling position. However, as she recognized the tones of the melody, she had to turn away. The song brought images of the war to her mind, and tears began flooding her eyes. The garden stilled, and fell silent as the trees and birds themselves listened to Uhl's song. Sylvestra ran her hand over the bark of the tree next to the bench, and she began to sing. The words were old elven, so old they were barely used anymore. That's how old this song and melody actually was. It was a calm and peaceful song, yet for those who understood the words and their meaning, they would find only sadness. Sylvestra wiped the single tear that fell down her cheek, and turned around, hiding it well.

[i]"I see you have power, Princess."[/i] she said softly. [i]"Perhaps I am wrong for saying this but... As you are always welcome in the gardens, I would be happy to teach you some things that might help your skill in the sorcery improve. If you would like such things, that is."[/i]
Sylvestra bowed graciously, awaiting the princess' reply, and Uhl's. He could probably teach her how to be discreet about herself, and how to properly wield a weapon. [i]I have to tell the resistance about this...[/i] Sylvestra thought, hopeful of the future.