She stood on the great stone balcony, multifaceted eyes on the horizon as she felt outwards for a sign of something other than the despair that she felt emanating from Phal. The small dragon had stayed lodged on the balcony for the past few weeks. Odd but yet he had never been that far from her side. She was more worried that he hadn't even taken the time to hunt, yet, as was her nature she had seen to it that he had been fed. She pulled the emerald green cloak tighter about her, it somehow failing to ward off the chill that sat in her bones. Thinking of food, her stomach startled her from her thoughts of something that she just quite couldnt fathom. She had heard bad rumors from without the manor and had sent a few out to see if there was any merit to what she had heard. They had disturbed her deeply and coupled with the fact that she hadn't had word from Tass in weeks didn't make her disposition any better. She sighed as she wished that he was there with her. Unbidden, thoughts of the last conversation she had with him creeped up again. He had acted odd but she was not one to go against his wishes and would do as he had asked. As he had wanted, she had stayed sequestered with Indigo.
Another rumble of her stomach made up her mind and she turned away from the balcony's edge and went off in search of Indigo. The girl...young woman, she corrected herself, had come quite into her own. She had tried putting her foot down but she had failed miserably trying to argue logic with Tass and when Khirsah had agreed to take on Indigo's lessons, well, she knew when to throw in the towel. She decided that her fears were not to be the girl's own and almost ungraciously she had given her consent. She knew that Indigo would strive even harder if she knew that her mother was against it. At least she didnt have to worry about Indigo sneaking off anymore trying to learn the extent of her abilities on her on. Pausing, she heard the muffled tune of someone humming. She smiled as she knew already that her daughter was reading. And so it was in Tass' study that she found her, a glimpse of ebony tresses peeping around stacks of books. She had grown used to the sight in the past few weeks and if the books gave her solace, it was more than she had at the moment. She cleared her voice, hesitant to even disturb her but she needed her to accompany her tonite.
"Mamere," the young woman called from behind an overly large tome, expertly closing it and sliding it aside, her hand flinching as if to grab another. "I didnt see you there"
"Is ok," Spike smiled as she spoke. "I was wondering if ye can see to accompany me for a bite. I need to speak with ye, and I promise to let ye see to the books afterward." She was grateful that Indigo for once didnt want to argue the point that she had more to read. She had already been through Tass' library thouroughly. Indigo joined her in the hall and as they walked, their whispers contained at Indigo's silent command went unnoticed.
After a light dinner, a girl came in and poured up Spike's evening's glass of brandy. With sniffer in hand she placed a kiss to the top of her daughter's head. She went into her rooms and settled down into the plush sitting chair that stood beside the hearth. As she did everytime Tass left her side, she kept her evening vigil at fireside. He seemed to find it amusing to startle her by appearing from within the flames. She hummed a soft tune as she waved slender fingers over the glass, warming slightly as she asked of it. Sipping at the brandy she let her eyes dance with the rhythm of the flames as they leapt about. The days weight seemed to hit her all at once as she placed the glass to the table beside the chair. Her eyes slowly closed as she gazed at the hypnotic dance of the flames. It was no surprise that her last waking thought was the imagining of seeing Tass step from within the flames. Just a dream she whispered to herself as the blackness overwhelmed her. A moment's breath as she realized what was happening, too late to fight it she tried to ward herself as she slipped away.
Indigo snatched up an errant peice of bread and with book underarm she decided to see if what she found in the written word truly existed. She thought she knew all of the old dank hallways, unused since forever she thought. Khirsah had taught her well enough to know she should never be closed minded. Mamere would surely beat her if she was caught but that incessant need to know the everywhere's to this place had got the better of her yet again. The lecture, that she swore her mother had written behind her eyelids, had been given till she had it memorized, and yep, was worth the trouble. She knew she was safe here, Papa Tass had told her so, so it must be true. A last glimpse at the page she had earmarked as she shoved the bread into her mouth, then a quick glimpse to be sure she was unseen, she couldnt help but smile as she whispered the words the Elder had taught unknowingly, he had led her to believe that anyway, and she too slipped away from sight. She could not afford to be followed by Mamere's spies tonight.