[h3][center]~Week Four, day 3~[/center][/h3]

[color=a187be][h3][center]~Livia~[/center][/h3][/color]

The rest of the week passed with relatively normal weather, as well as without further incident. With a little help from the incident with Sorcha, Livia was able to acquire a few tears from Fia without raising much suspicion from the other girl that night. Another vial for Aetheria if she had need of one later and she did find out something interesting, or anything at all as Livia wanted.

At the moment though, she was dealing with a rather pompous and arrogant individual she greatly disliked dealing with.

[color=a187be]"Lord Kostis...while I understand the nature of the request is rather urgent, I believe your concerns are unfounded."[/color] Livia said with a sigh.

[b]"Unfounded? Headmistress you can [i]not[/i] deny that the seal placed upon that creature has been weakening."[/b]

[color=a187be]"Perhaps your hired help is simply not skilled enough,"[/color] Livia gave the man wearing a rather luxurious looking black and red robe sitting across from her a cool look. [color=a187be]"I do not mean to be rude, but your performance with even the internal affairs of your own jurisdiction with the council is [i]mediocre[/i] at best."[/color]

[b]"Mediocre? Bah, I am no great mage like you but I know how to solve problems, and I know problems when I see them."[/b] He refuted. [b]"That is exactly why I [i]am[/i] on this little council because unlike you pompous mages I can get things done [i]without[/i] magic.[/b]

[color=a187be]"Hmph...because that worked out so entirely well for you when you came running to me for my help a few weeks ago."[/color]

[b]"I was simply busy with more...important matters to devise a plan."[/b]

[color=a187be]"More important matters than the safety of the people you have been given charge over?"[/color]

[b]"A matter of a threat more important than some hellhound looking for food. And [i]no[/i] it is not any of your concern headmistress."[/b] The headmistress raised an inquisitive eyebrow at this, curiosity obvious but the lord was tight lipped and said nothing more. Silence followed, only the sound of Cynthia pouring more tea for the both of them filling the room. [b]"It doesn't matter, that is not what we are discussing. What we [i]are[/i] discussing is what to do about this problem."[/b]

[color=a187be]"A non-existent problem."[/color] Livia replied, sipping he tea. [color=a187be]"Unless you have [i]solid[/i] proof that you can present to me then I am afraid I will not help in this matter. I have my attentions turned elsewhere."[/color]

[b]"Fine, have it your way headmistress."[/b] Kostis replied. [b]"You will not accept my proof, so I have to wonder if you perhaps you are hiding something but very well then. I will resolve this matter then."[/b] He stood, grabbing the cane that was resting by chair. [b]"And for once, I'll show everyone just what a devil [i]you[/i] are. Let us go, Clete."[/b]

With that, the relatively younger noble left the room in the most irritated fashion he could afford to appear. Clete simply gave Livia a small bow before following behind him. As the door shut behind him, Livia frowned.

This might be a problem.

[color=a187be]"Cynthia, make sure he doesn't cause a problem, hmm?"[/color]

[b]"Of course headmistress."[/b]

[color=8dc73f][h3][center]Gwynn[/center][/h3][/color]
Ugh.

She was tired. And sore. And she really could go for a drink right now.

Last weekend, working for Livia was less than fun. So much housework she had to try and do. She got the cleaning bits down easily enough and she was...acceptable at that according to Livia, but she still couldn't do anything else all that right. Cooking, keeping her mouth shut when she wasn't being directly spoken too. This servant stuff was almost made her want to pull her hair out and tell Livia to go fuck herself and do it her goddamn self.

She didn't see how Maoin did this stuff. Blargh, at least she had money.

Money that she used to buy a small sword for Maoin. It wasn't the most intimidating looking thing, but it was small and light. Perfect for a smaller body like hers. A little training would go a long way to making her feel better and get this irritation worked out of her system.

...she should probably get out of bed first. With a yawn, she got up and went about her usual morning routine with Maoin. Bath, getting dressed, breakfast. She [i]did[/i] have classes today but a little morning warm up never hurt anyone as long as she didn't get carried away. Besides, she wouldn't give Moain time to comment on her getting to class or not. That comment last week about her not being bossy enough was going to be proven completely false.

[color=8dc73f]"Hey Maoin,"[/color] Gwynn gave the kitten a friendly smile as she sat on the bed, securing her sword on her hip and wearing something a little less than elegant like the kitten probably would have wanted. [color=8dc73f]"So. I got something I wanna show ya this morning before class starts."[/color]

[h3][center][color=aba000]~Sorcha~[/color][/center][/h3]

The dragon was, for once, up before Luna would have been. Over the week, the dragon had been waking progressively earlier and earlier. The Knight would have likely noticed but if Luna asked, she simply brushed it off. She wasn't not sleeping well and she wasn't tired, she was sleeping a lot less for whatever reason. By the time Luna would wake this morning, she'd find the dragon fully dressed in armor and lounging about idly in the room for whatever reason.

She seemed to be finding a book rather interesting for whatever reason.