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 Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 1:53 pm
Taj nodded, writing again. < Would not do to get lost. Tis not far. Saljin and I go each day to hammer and create. Tempest enchants as does Hashim's father. >
He glanced over at Hatim a moment smiling. Rhys was probably getting ready to settle into his room for the night and Maddie was probably fussing for Siddhi about now.
< The sun rises early, and after breakfast I will call for you. A mad raven needs Mystery's attention err he sleeps. Your Hatim is a likeable child though his eyes say he is older. Fun should come his way for a time to define the sparkle in his eyes more. >
Taj wondered just how much fun the boy had actually been allowed to have. Did he play as Maddie played? Somehow he doubted Hatim had in a very long time. Perhaps Arc would find a way to see that the boy did so while learning lessons.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 2:21 pm
Arc stood as his friend began making inroads towards leaving. He nodded and offered him a smile. "Worry not, brother," he said quietly. "He shall learn what it is to be free, to be himself." He chuckled a little then, running one hand across his forehead. "For that matter, perhaps he and I will discover about ourselves together. It probably would do us both good."
He walked with Taj to the door of his room, leaving the last tray of tea things where it was. "Thank you for dinner, and for your welcome, and all the more you know I cannot manage to express, my friend," he said hearfeltly, reaching to grip Taj's hand in his own, then pulling him to a hug, manly though it was. "I hope I can repay your kindness." With an almost comical bow, he opened the door like a butler for the god of Mystery. "May the master of the house rest well. I shall see you in the morning!"
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