His words were neither cruel nor kind and lacked any underlying meaning. Truthfully, the stallion had assumed his ward would be late, what with the lad's seeming affinity for getting himself into trouble, Camdis couldn't imagine that Raglan would abandon old habits just to sit in a library with a cranky Regent. Despite this, though, the winged boy was shockingly clever and too intelligent for his own good - Camdis knew he would never be able to keep a secret from the yearling even if he wanted to. It was a good trait for a page, he supposed, especially since the lad's loyalties lay with Reichenbach and the rest of his court.
Camdis Lohir didn't want to know what it was like for the young Crow's foes.
Shifting and nestling down further into his cozy pile of cushions, the Regent motioned gently with his head toward the similar pile of pillows across the table that he had stacked for his charge. As the boy tucked himself into the velvety depths, Camdis poured some mint tea from a kettle near the hearth and placed it near Raglan - it was still a strange sensation to wield magic, especially in such a casual way, but the scarlet spattered stallion couldn't deny the convenience of Tempus' gift. With Raglan settled in, his creamy tail splayed behind him like a maiden's, Camdis took a breath and stared at the boy across from him, silvery eyes inquisitive.
Moments of silence passed, and Raglan held his composure with a surprising ease, though Camdis noted the confusion that darkened the lad's eyes. Offering a grin, the Regent shifted upon his cushions once more and let his voice accompany the crackling of the fire, "You are familiar with the unfamiliar and you deal well with pressure - these are good qualities in a caretaker. There will be many a time where you will be the sole voice of calm in a sea of panic and strife. Where matters of the body and it's condition are concerned, you are who the people shall look to, and you must remain steady."
The boy only nodded, his usually impish face growing solemn as he listened to his guardian. Quirking a brow and taking a sip from his tea, Camdis placed a sheet of parchment with an empty diagram of an equine sketched with uncanny accuracy - one of the scullery maids had a penchant for the arts, the stallion had discovered. Nodding toward the sheet, the Regent spoke once again, amusement lacing his voice, "Go on, let's see what you know."
Camdis Lohir didn't want to know what it was like for the young Crow's foes.
Shifting and nestling down further into his cozy pile of cushions, the Regent motioned gently with his head toward the similar pile of pillows across the table that he had stacked for his charge. As the boy tucked himself into the velvety depths, Camdis poured some mint tea from a kettle near the hearth and placed it near Raglan - it was still a strange sensation to wield magic, especially in such a casual way, but the scarlet spattered stallion couldn't deny the convenience of Tempus' gift. With Raglan settled in, his creamy tail splayed behind him like a maiden's, Camdis took a breath and stared at the boy across from him, silvery eyes inquisitive.
Moments of silence passed, and Raglan held his composure with a surprising ease, though Camdis noted the confusion that darkened the lad's eyes. Offering a grin, the Regent shifted upon his cushions once more and let his voice accompany the crackling of the fire, "You are familiar with the unfamiliar and you deal well with pressure - these are good qualities in a caretaker. There will be many a time where you will be the sole voice of calm in a sea of panic and strife. Where matters of the body and it's condition are concerned, you are who the people shall look to, and you must remain steady."
The boy only nodded, his usually impish face growing solemn as he listened to his guardian. Quirking a brow and taking a sip from his tea, Camdis placed a sheet of parchment with an empty diagram of an equine sketched with uncanny accuracy - one of the scullery maids had a penchant for the arts, the stallion had discovered. Nodding toward the sheet, the Regent spoke once again, amusement lacing his voice, "Go on, let's see what you know."
