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Swen tried to relax as the noblewoman was obviously trying to calm him down.  Of course, the magierprinz would need to explain something being the matter.  [color=gray]"I um ... my lady, it's just that the house of Lightsword is extremely prestigious and to meet the daughter of the lord himself by bumping into her is horrendously embarrassing!"[/color]

Hopefully that worked.  In an attempt to make it look more convincing, the man looked down to his feet and clutched the book harder against her chest.

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Fia looked to her feet as the headmistress seemed irritated with her for suffering a panic attack.  Looking up as the other woman pointed to a nearby spot however, the crimson haired girl's eyes flickered between the cold, freezing, painful water and Livia, the woman who had been caring for her.

She didn't want to get anywhere near that pool, but she also didn't want to displease the headmistress.  Her eyes continued looking back and forth between the two as she debated what amounted to a single question: what was she more afraid of?

The phoenix remained standing where she was, shaking her head and giving the headmistress an obviously nervous look of uncertainty before her eyes lowered to the ground.

And why was she even afraid of the water?  The chair had it's reasons: it's where she was sometimes tied down and beaten.  Chains and such were similar, and men fell into the same category as well.  But water beneath room temperature had never done anything to her.  It was as if something inside of her urged her to avoid that pool at all costs.  Without an answer, the crimson haired girl remained silent while she waited for the headmistress' response.

If Livia was paying attention, she would realize something was off about Fia's presence in their bond - similar to when Sorcha had arrived in the office.