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Rowan quietly went to his room, but his thoughts were raging like the ocean. He was full of exasperation, owing his displeasure to the way events had gone. If only he had thought of a better lie, all the anger that the two of them spouted would not have sprung up. He crashed upon his bed, making a large sound. 

"There must be something I can do to rectify this," Rowan said. "Spirit, if you truly are to be my future adviser, then tell me what I can do to fix this."