[color=8882be][b]Telaivas Telamonius Turanis[/b][/color]

[color=c05982]“Telaivas! It is so very good to see you. But yes, I do agree it has been too long; years, even! I had heard from your father that you would be attending, but I did not know in what capacity. Are you finding The Conclave well?”[/color]

[color=8882be]"Yes, at least, for now."[/color] Telaivas gave a small laugh. [color=8882be]"I've not the time to explore much, you see."[/color]

Anareliea, one whose name she oft misspelled in her letters, had a similar interest in magic. As thus, she often writes and received letters all about those sort of theories and such. Her last letter to Anareliea was probably about her making gloves with copper tips on the fingers, or one where she used those gloves to control and move jointed dolls around as if they were alive. Of course, that meant Anareliea knew about her aptitude for magic, and the locket she used as a focus. Did Telaivas ever mention in her letters that she made the gauntlets Frua was wearing? Maybe, or maybe not. It matters not, for knowing what Frua was capable of doing wouldn't not influence much in the long run. 

[color=8882be]"Did you ever receive that last letter? I do believe I wrote one about the use of those gloves with the copper tips I made."[/color] She showed her right hand, where she wore one of those same gloves. It was made of simple leather, and true to the description, had each finger capped with copper. Wriggling her fingers for a moment, she continued, smiling genuinely this time.[color=8882be] "I could give you a demonstration later on my quarters later on if you like."[/color]

Frua and Ser Aivas glanced briefly at each other at that, though they stayed silent behind their mistress. There was no reason for them to speak up after all, and Frua cannot speak until Telaivas explicitly orders her to.