Disclaimer: I own nothing! Notta! Zip! Not Sandry, not Pasco, not the Winding Circle, not Lark, nothing! Except Dami and the plot, of course, but you knew that.
A/N: Hehe, another chapter done! Sorry about it being so short. I gotta finish this before the seventh, so It'll all be done soon. Next chapter will be longer, promise! Merry Christmas everyone (as it is Christmas day that I am typing this on) and Happy every other winter holiday that is going on! And Happy New Years if I forget later!
As Pasco and Comas, Lark's new student, busied themselves, Lark made tea while listening to Sandry's description of Dami's magic. How she had been able to walk right through the wards as though they didn't notice her. How she managed to make the entire school disappear. How her magic had been so hard to find. How she could not even see her own workings.
"I can't take on another student," Sandry finally admitted to her old teacher. "I have my hands more than full with teaching and training Pasco, not to mention keeping him out of trouble."
Lark gave her an encouraging smile. "There's a mage at Lightsbridge who can take her named Rina Silversight. She has the exact opposite talent, which should make the two of them perfect for each other. She makes illusions and has a peculiar taste and flair for drawing attention to things. As for Dami's problem with seeing her own magical doings, Rosethorn has a vial of liquid that you can drop in her eyes to fix that.
Sandry's eyes began to tear with sheer relief and gratitude. She hugged Lard fiercely and thanked her profusely, feeling as though any type of thanks she could give was not quite enough. She knew that there was no way possible that she could handle another student along with Pasco.
"Wait, there's a catch," Lark said, seeming slightly overwhelmed by her show of affection. "You are going to have to watch her and teach her for a bit. Rina's out of Emlan and will be for about a month."
Sandry was more than willing to accept this small compromise. Seeing that it was late, she and Pasco decided to stay the night, much to Pasco's delight. For some reason, she had a feeling that he and Comas would sleep little that night. Sandry was just glad to be back at Discipline, the small cottage where she had spent her childhood and knew she would never quite belong there again.
