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Firian
Firian cast his mind back into the little cabin as he stood by the horses, the soft rain falling less torrentially than before. Kiria would appreciate that the weather was clearing up. They might be able to get in a few miles before the end of the day.
He patted his horse’s flank absently. His mind hit a slight buzz, but nothing constant. It was no wonder he hadn’t noticed it.
She had the Talent.
As he stood in the rain, he smiled. The Academy would love this information. But he had only left Gerand a few days ago—he had no desire to get more instructions. For now, he would keep this to himself, a juicy secret. The Academy already had plenty of those. He just had to decide what he would do with it. Would it be stupid to train her? She had power, but she wasn’t part of the Ac
