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Morden dropped his hand and he nodded, "Ok now light the candle." He wanted her to see that everything flowed freely without her mind, just with the flowing magical energy.
Caden could see exactly what Morden was doing with this exercise and he thought maybe this was the best way to help her. He hoped she'd be able to light the candle,without a headache or passing out. It seemed like a simple thing but not to someone who was used to using magic as she was. His mind was thinking, you can do it...
Sovalna turned to look at him when he spoke, so he'd know she could hear him and was indeed listening. "You have given me more than I need," she said, "but you can do me a favor." She put down her plate and she reached for his hand, though it was a bit clumsy and awkward since she had to touch his arm and then let her fingers move down to his hand. "Please, call me Alna," She said, "It's the name my family used to call me, and ...well...would you mind?" she asked. She didn't want to say he felt like family, since he came every day and talked with her. She didn't want him to feel pressured or anything, but hearing that name made her feel warm inside and helped her not feel so alone. "And...the moon must be very bright tonight...I can see its light in the darkness. Can you tell me what the rest looks like?"
Caden could see exactly what Morden was doing with this exercise and he thought maybe this was the best way to help her. He hoped she'd be able to light the candle,without a headache or passing out. It seemed like a simple thing but not to someone who was used to using magic as she was. His mind was thinking, you can do it...
Sovalna turned to look at him when he spoke, so he'd know she could hear him and was indeed listening. "You have given me more than I need," she said, "but you can do me a favor." She put down her plate and she reached for his hand, though it was a bit clumsy and awkward since she had to touch his arm and then let her fingers move down to his hand. "Please, call me Alna," She said, "It's the name my family used to call me, and ...well...would you mind?" she asked. She didn't want to say he felt like family, since he came every day and talked with her. She didn't want him to feel pressured or anything, but hearing that name made her feel warm inside and helped her not feel so alone. "And...the moon must be very bright tonight...I can see its light in the darkness. Can you tell me what the rest looks like?"