Sabine nodded. She seemed not to be too bothered by what Meesei was bringing up. "Yes. I was taught about that in the coven. I know what the potions you make for Kaleeth and Ahnasha do." In truth, Sabine was only taught the basics of what making love was in the coven, nothing to do with how her body changes as she grows up and the desires it brought. The witches only made her familiar with the actions. At the time it just seemed strange, but it started to make more sense over the past year or so. "I haven't thought about doing that with Caleb. I don't want a child yet, and...Rikki says that it hurts the first time..." Sabine clutched one arm nervously.

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"Hoy, Lorag," Janius raised his hand in greeting as he entered the forge. "I thought you might be around here. Do you have a minute? What are you working on?"

Janius listened, but he didn't really intend to have a conversation about armour. He pulled up a seat a few metres away from the anvil Lorag was working on. Janius' words after Lorag's answer were straightforward, "Lorag, what was your father like?"