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[color=f7976a]“It is less a promotion and more a shackle. The Princess, in her infinite wisdom, saw fit that I may watch over the imbeciles while she keeps the pandering oaf busy. Who cares that I have a myriad of other obligations.”[/color] Varis responded to Eris, clearly irritated about the point. Although she played the game for eight centuries longer, Varis did not like being on this end of it. He barely registered Aaron kneeling, his attention instead focused on the Spellman. His question played right in Varis’s intentions, opening up the floor to the possibility of more. Rewarding him and punishing others for more docile lines of inquiry would keep the right people on the wrong path. He did love when a web spun itself.

[color=f7976a]“You are correct.”[/color] Varis confirmed Salem’s assumption. [color=f7976a]“I didn’t require it for that reason. I don’t have time for a shadow and even less for someone outside my House.”[/color] Varis stared Salem down until the boy left, watching him walk away.

[color=f7976a]“Now, Eris. This is Aaron Starag, the great many times over grandson of Landar Starag, and my mage for at least the duration of my stay at the Academy. Though with his incoptiencies, I would not be suprised to see him stay a Sinnenodel.”[/color] Varis looked down at the kneeling mage. [color=f7976a]“You may stand. Eris and I have known each other for the past two and a half decades and is one of the few mostly tolerable vampires I acquaint myself with. You’ll do well to respect him as much any other noble.”[/color]