A quiet tap on the King's Room door pulled Emma from her geometry homework. The door creaked open and a girl around Tancred and Lysander's age walked in. She looked…anxious, Emma decided. And, spent. She had dark, wavy hair that came to her lower mid-back and a little bit of freckles across her nose and upper cheeks. Her eye were jade green and little bigger than average size.
"Dr. Bloor said to do my homework in here?"
No one could miss the note of unsure ness in her voice. "I'm assuming you're endowed?" Manfred queried. "Yes."
"Well what's your endowment," asked Inez Branko snidely, "getting scared easily?" The girl looked embarrassed until she noticed Inez's English report that, until a few seconds ago the telekinetic girl had been so avidly working on. Suddenly an image of a much younger Inez appeared in the new endowed girl's mind. An image in which Inez sat up in bed mortified that that she wet the bed again. All of this happened in a second.
"No my endowment is knowing things. Knowing things like the fact that you wet your bed until age eleven!" The dark haired girl retorted looking very pleased with herself. Everyone in the room was stunned. "What…I…I," Inez spluttered. All eyes were on her as, her face , quickly turning the shade of blood, hastily gathered her things and fled from the room.