It was strange having someone around who pulled the magic within them such as she did but Rayann found she was getting more used to the feeling of her daughter becoming one with the magic around her. But there was something different to what Kali was doing and while she didn’t question her daughter for she could feel she was truly devoting herself to Lunitari. As curious as she was she would wait until Kali was ready to explain to her what she was doing.

Rayann chuckled as Kali mentioned the fact the breakfast she and Myth shared was more like an early lunch. With a twinkle in her eyes, Rayann nodded.

~It was very nice, thank you. Of course any time I get to spend with your father now is a luxury I’ll always squeeze every second I can out of.~

Hearing Kali explain her style of casting Rayann saw how different they were when it came to the use of their abilities. But instead of seeing this as an obstacle, Rayann saw it as a way to learn from her daughter and perhaps teach her daughter at the same time. As Rayann thought about how best to answer Kali, she, like her daughter just moments before, chewed on her lip in contemplation.

~I would start with meditation and then I would practice casting some spells on targets such as the dummy’s you were using earlier. On occasion a living object would become my target but only on harmless spells. Certainly not the sort you were practicing earlier that roused your father and I from our slumber.~

Again Rayann chuckled then shook her head seeing the look on Kali’s face.

~Don’t worry about it. It was high time we were up and moving about. We’ve wasted half the day already anyway.~

Rayann took a deep breath then and nodded.

~Anyway. Our skills are on opposite sides of the scale, Kali. You were taught to destroy with your spells while I was taught to preserve with mine. I was not to cast anything that could be harmful unless it was a last resort and absolutely necessary. But now we stand in the middle of both of those worlds. So, I would say we need to somehow find a way to use our skills that will allow us to do what Lunitari has charged us to do. A blend, if you will. Which is where we both become student AND teacher. Don’t you think?~

Kali laughed as her mother mentioned wasting half the day away and she listened as she spoke of their practice. As Rayann mentioned their training and use of magic, Kali’s face grew sad, but she nodded in agreement and when her mother asked what she thought, Kali responded. “I agree, we are now in a strange situation, where I once cast to kill, now I need to relearn, and that is going to be the hardest part about this I am afraid.”

She walked over to an area on the side of the room where a table was set with different reagents, she tucked some away, replenishing what she had used earlier and then walked to another area, far across from Rayann.

“Let’s try something Mom, cast the worst, most dangerous thing you can at me…”

Needless to say, Rayann blinked when she heard her daughter’s request. There was a long moment of hesitation before Rayann finally nodded. Kali would begin to feel the pull of magic as Rayann began pull it into her. Her eyes took on a soft, pink glow as she began to build up the spell she was going to cast.

Rayann’s arms raised slowly and were stretched out before her. Between her hands energy began to crackle and dance as the spell grew in intensity. When the spell was ready, Rayann released the spell and several bolts of pure energy shot out towards Kali. The flow of magic shot forward when Rayann released most of what she had taken in, but not all of it.

As Rayann released the spell she held her breath hoping her daughter was prepared for the spell that was being targeted upon her. She didn’t necessarily like doing this with her daughter but she also knew her daughter was quite capable of handling herself rather well in situations such as this.

Still, Rayann prayed to Lunitari her daughter knew what she was doing and asked the Goddess to protect her should anything go awry.

Kali felt the pull of magic and she inhaled deeply, she closed her eyes and in her mind she could see the sparkle of magic as it pressed into Rayann submitting to her command. The spell was building and Kali concentrated, focusing her will on the magic that was about to be cast against her. As the spell released she moved with lightening fast speed, her eyes still closed, focused on the bright death coming straight at her.

Her hands came up and she hissed the words of magic, but the magic almost seemed to obey her rather than move through her and Rayann would feel a strange pull as the sensation of ambient magic suddenly filled the room. There was a massive difference this time, where she once felt nauseous and sick at the feeling, there was a sort of harmony created, as if forces were being bent against their will, but managed to stay within harmony of one another, Kali’s hair began to flow with the shadows Rayann had seen the first time they fought one another, and the interlaced beauty was breath taking, but also menacing and deadly. Kali’s eyes shot open and were swirling like Rorie’s once did, a turbulent display like the seas bashing against rocky shores during a storm.

Her hands before her, the hissing ball of light slowed down as it crossed the distance and Kali grit her teeth in concentration, cupping her hands in the air and creating a wide arc with her hands, the spell came to a stop right before her and she reached out, shrinking the ball down to the size of a brussel sprout. Her face flashed with the light created by the spell and she began to twirl her hands, causing the magic to spin and move… she blew on the concentrated ball and sent it back towards Rayann, it floated gently like a dandelion seed and about halfway across it exploded in a dazzling display of harmless light, the magic in the room illuminating as the energy of the magic wasn’t consumed but returned to its host.

Kali looked over at Rayann and a dazzling smile came across her lips but it was clear that she was done casting spells for a while.…”Mother, I have something to teach you.”

Rayann watched as he daughter began to move with the speed of her father and knew Kali had been given a special gift with this ability. As Kali began to cast, Rayann felt the strange pull of the ambient magic. Certain she was about to feel ill, she prepared herself for the awful sensation when she suddenly realized the usual perverse way in which the ambient was harvested and wielded wasn’t taking place. The way her daughter looked as she began to blend the magics together in a harmonious symphony made Rayann think of what she had called Kali after the girls ride with Nol. A tempest. A beautiful, wild tempest. And that’s just what Kali looked like right now.

When Rayann saw the way her daughter’s eyes looked when she opened them she couldn’t help but gasp. Kali’s eyes were so much like Rories that Rayann actually felt a pang of regret pass through her almost as if someone had physically struck her. Quickly pushing the sensation away, Rayann watched, completely stunned, at how Kali brought her destructive spell into a more controllable object. As the energy was reduced in size, Rayann could feel the power of the magic within the spell dissipating.

As Kali sent the harmless energy ball back towards her mother, Rayann blinked when the ball exploded with a gentle POP followed by the brilliant light display. As the magic was returned to the natural current around them, Rayann could feel it and she closed her eyes and gently sucked in her breath as she felt the sudden rush of increase of the current.

When she opened her eyes, she saw her daughter smiling at her with a beautiful, breath taking smile. The smile was so contagious, Rayann couldn’t help but smile back at her daughter and nod.

”Obviously….”

She walked over to Rayann and touched her forehead to her mothers, closing her eyes. Rayann would be able to feel the slight moistness of the sweat. She would be able to tell that her daughters body was exhausted from what she had just done, but she would also feel the joy of success coming from Kali as well.

With her eyes still closed Kali spoke, “Mother, I have figured out how to braid ambient and divine magic together without one destroying the other. It’s taxing, and to be honest, I am not sure that any mortal will ever be able to do it more than once in a sitting, but perhaps this is Lunitari’s redemption. I think this might be why my life has happened the way it has happened. Like you, I regret that I couldn’t know you as my mother until I was 100 years old. However, the gifts of my father and mother are obvious, and those gifts have been passed into me. Magic, both ambient and divine, is at its nature still magic. Our family was chosen to bring harmony not in the natural world, but in the magical world. Neutrality is not based in the events unfolding on Krynn, it’s in the flow of the invisible all around us, and I think that we are to compose the organization of that harmony.”

She opened her eyes and smiled, her crystal blue eyes, so much like her uncle’s stared back into the lavender eyes of her mother’s. The “one with different colored eyes” that legend and prophesy speaks of is not an individual, it is a mindset, it is the type of individuals that can see beyond the veil and know what lies beyond the physical. You, me, father, we are that “one”, and there are others, and we need to find them.

She reached and took her mother’s right hand with her left, “I am tired, but I need to show you what I learned.” She squeezed her mother’s hand gently and their minds instantly became one. It was a sensation like rushing down a gully in a flash flood. Memories and images zipping past Rayann’s mind eye, a flood of emotion, scenery, experience, all of it whizzed by in a flash. Then Kali’s voice sang, clear as a crystal bell, “Mother, Lunitari and the gods of magic have restored the link of the kin, but it is no longer your brother and yourself, it is the three of us, like the gods of the moons, three shall charge forth to do the work.

In his meditation, Myth would also feel the sudden tingle within his mind, and then a blazing sensation of Kali’s emotions. “Father, it is Kali. The gods have proven once again that their will is to be done on Krynn. Listen please as I explain.”

She stepped back from Rayann and looked her mother deep in the eyes, both her mother and her father would “hear” though they were in separate areas of the tower. Kali explained to her mother in absolute detail the thoughts and process of how she wove her magic, the strength that was needed, and the exhaustion that followed, clearly the gods were not about to grant this much power to them without a serious check on the individuals. She then addressed Myth, “Father, your sword is fast, but here is how it can flash even brighter…” Kali seemed to simply be the vehicle of conversation, spoken by another. It was as if Lunitari herself was teaching the family about the techniques that would be necessary to bring the tip of the spear to the forces of the Dark Queen. She explained to Myth how using his deep seeded Elven affinity for magic he could tap the ambient field without disrupting the natural, and enhance his speed as well as his accuracy in his strikes.

Rayann wondered if Kali knew how much like her father she was when she pressed her forehead to hers and closed her eyes. Rayann had learned this was Myth’s way of showing his affection publicly for her and the significance of that went beyond anything that could be explained. So when Kali did the same thing, Rayann felt the tug on her heart strings and smiled as she closed her eyes.

The joyful exhaustion she felt coming from her daughter left her speechless. The major strides Kali had taken in the very short time they had been on the Isle was nothing short of miraculous. As Rayann listened to what Kali was saying, Rayann could feel the conviction within Kali and knew her daughter was talking with a deep rooted knowledge that could only come from communing with the Gods.

As Kali pulled back and looked at her mother with the eyes that reminded her of Rorie, Rayann could see the brilliant clarity her daughter had. She couldn’t help but wonder if Kali knew just how much Lunitari had blessed her with. But when she reached forward and took her right hand then squeezed, allowing Rayann to see the memories flash quickly before her minds eye, Rayann could only gasp. It was such an intense rush of so many things she couldn’t explain it even if she had to.

As Kali’s voice sang out as the memories flashed by, Rayann could feel the divinity all around her and knew Lunitari was using her daughter as a vessel. As the prophecy was explained to not only her but Myth as well, Rayann began to understand things much clearer. It was as though the veil had been lifted from her eyes and she was able to see things with the clarity she needed.

It was clear there was much all three of them needed to learn but Rayann was also certain there was nothing they couldn’t handle together, as a family. And to hear everything her daughter was saying convinced Rayann even more that Lunitari had found the pupil she had been looking for in Kali and felt her heart swell with pride knowing Kali had truly been blessed by the Gods.

Kali smiled, and there was clearly exhaustion in her face. She wobbled slightly under the weight of her own body and brought her hand up to touch her mother’s shoulder.

“I, um…. I think I need to sit down.” She said it with a smile, and as Rayann helped her to a soft leather couch at the edge of the room Kali slumped onto the comfort that awaited her. She was truly spent, beyond anything she had ever felt and she could see that this was the type of thing she would need to be very cautious about using in a strategic situation, and she would have to make sure her mother and or father was near to protect her once she cast this type of spell.

“It’s odd mother, I never remember feeling this tired after casting, I suspect that Tahkisis was somehow making it easier on my body to cast. I had always heard about how other wizards would fatigue as they cast, and I would start to feel the strain, but never at this level. I can see that no matter of conditioning can truly grant you the endurance to go for as long and as powerful as I used to… I guess this is what being a real wizard is like huh?”

She smiled sleepily but it was clear that she wanted to stay awake, and talk to her mother. She saw the way Rayann was looking at her and she shoke her head before Rayann could speak, “I don’t want to sleep, I want to talk, I want to get to know you more, and learn about you and father. What was it like growing up in Glen Durel? The brief moments when I wasn’t being mind tortured, the landscape was so incredible, I can only imagine what it was like to have those rolling hills to wander and get lost in…”

Myth let out a soft sigh as Rayann left to go practice with Kali. It was the strangest feeling knowing that the grown woman on the floor above was his future daughter. It seemed almost unbelievable but his heart told him that Kali was indeed the genuine article. In the brief meetings that they had so far he could see so much of himself and Rayann in the young girl. It pained Myth to know that he would miss so much within months after she is born.

Reluctantly he rose from his seat and took his blade in hand. His emerald eyes scanned the room taking note of things. He was disappointed that his meditations would have to take place here in the confines of this place. He much prefered the open forests and the sounds of nature than stone walls and civilized silence. He was about to resign himself to the notion when he felt a gentle tugging of his senses. With a furrowed brow he followed the sensation to a doorway he did not recall seeing.

Reaching out he took turned the handle and the door opened into a garden the likes of which Myth had never seen. The royal gardens of Sylvanost were a sight to behold among mortal men, but this made them pale in comparrison. Myth smiled and bowed his head muttering a quick prayer "The godess provides.... I thank you Lunatari.."

Without further hesitation Myth entered the garden letting his elven senses guide him to what he felt was the center. Looking around he noticed that the place was far larger than he had thought and the door he came through was but one of many. Each had a symbol upon it and Myth was grateful for his attention to detail as it was clearly needed to find his way back. Finding a suitable place Myth sat down cross legged. Muttering a few words in elvish he drew blue moon from the sheath and carefully balanced it in his lap upon his fingers as his upper wrists rested upon hsi knees. A few breathes later and Myth was lost in the chaos of his mind.

It had been days since Myth had properly meditated and he could feel the chaos inside as a result. There were many other factors that attributed to this chaos beyond just his lack of discpline though. His life had literally been turned upon itself since his return to Silvanost. The only thing that had not been a total surprise to him was the Ceremony, but things quickly down spiraled from there. It was from that point that Myth began to draw together into some semblence of order.

His mind focused on two main subjects though. The first was the wizard that had helped train his daughter in the ambient arts. He had heard stories of the man witht he pointed scar upon hsi face. Myth even had a name to go witht eh face but he had never met him directly. Myth had only heard of him and the work that he did for the queen. The fact that Kali's mind was as intact as it was is nothing short of a miracle based on the stories Myth had heard over the years. A sharp chill ran up his spine as he recalled some of the tales.

Soon however his mind moved on to a more pressing matter, Jerrin. Even to the day Myth left he remebered his noble brother fighting to reason with him. Jerrin shared many of Myth's views about the elven nation and where they needed to be in the world. However their father would hear nothing of the matter always saying that it was a matter beyond their need to care. Jerrin gave up trying to convince their father and that is when Myth left himself open to the machinations of the Dark Queen. Myth sighed recalling the face of the woman that would spin him pretty lies and eventually cloud his mind pullign him from his place at Jerrin's side.

Myth felt anger begin to build inside as he chided himself for not being here to aid his brother. If he had not been galavanting around for the Queen Jerrin would never have taken to the field as a commander. Jerrin had always been the diplomat while Myth had always been his right hand. Anger threatened to break his concentration and Myth struggled to bring it back in line again chastising himself. Each had chosen their paths in life and there was no changing that. All he could do was move forward and remember the gift his brotehr had given him. Jerrin's own word had ensured his time before the council and not his father's. That much was clear from the night of talking with his father.

With considerable effort Myth emptied his mind once more seeking peace and solitude. For a time he found exactly that before the voice of Kali entered into his thoughts. At first he did not recognize the voice and hsi eyes shot open, but after a couple moments he realized who it was and relaxed listening and seeing with his mind the images before him. What he was shown he knew could only come from the goddess. He knew the presence of a divine being when he felt one. He marveled at the blessing placed upon him and his kin. There was a great sense of pride eminating from him for his daughter and as he voice slipped away Myth stood from his place of rest moving next to his daily motions.

With sword in hand Myth began to battle the shadows in a dance of beauty and grace. This would be the focal point of his solitude for the remainder of the afternoon after which he would join Rayann and Kali.

Rayann sat down next to Kali as she helped the girl to the leather couch. Tucking her one leg under her, she reached out and tucked an errant lock of hair back behind Kali’s ear. She could see how taxing this had been on Kali but she could see the satisfaction in her daughter’s eyes knowing she had accomplished something of great importance.

~Yes. That’s exactly what it’s like being a real wizard. While its possible to garnish some help from another wizard, it’s rare and the unfortunate trade off to that is how drained both of you could be when you’re done.~

Seeing how sleepy Kali was, Rayann was about to suggest she rest when Kali insisted she tell her about growing up in Glen Durel. Rayann debated for a moment then finally gave in to the look on Kali’s face. As Rayann began to tell about her childhood in the Glen, she allowed Kali to see for herself as Rayann allowed Kali to see images as though she were watching as an invisible observer.

~Glen Durel was an amazing place to grow up. And yes, the rolling hills were a magical playground spread out for what seemed like forever to get lost in. Of course I did get lost a time or two, but either father always found me or, most often, Rorie. Life was peaceful there. We were allowed to explore our world in a way most children never could. And your uncle and I had some of the best times of our lives there. It was where we learned our first steps and where we learned our first spells. To our father’s dismay and our mother’s delight. The breeze in the summer would cool our rooms down or we would go swimming in the lake nearby. The fireplaces in the winter would chase away the chill of the castle. We had everything we ever wanted but most of all we had love. Lots of it. As far as we were concerned, that was all that mattered. We lived a fairly sheltered life. But growing up in Glen Durel was one of the most amazing times in my life and I was so in hopes you could experience some of the things I did as a child there. Perhaps, one day, we can return there when it’s safe for us to do so.~

While Rayann spoke fondly of Glen Durel, she was also saddened by the turn of events that had taken place there after she and Rorie left and before she returned for the brief stay with Kali. It was also apparent she missed her brother even though she would never admit it. Even after all he had done, she still missed his closeness. As Rayann told Kali about growing up in Glen Durel, she reached over and gently took her hand and held it loosely.

Kali listened, laying her head back on the couch and looking at her mother with interest. As she spoke of the places Kali saw the images flashing in her mind and she couldn’t help but smile, seeing the landscape her mother was describing. She could see the sadness in Rayann’s eyes as she spoke of Rorie, and Kali felt a slight bit of sadness as well. She had wonderful memories of spending time with her Uncle. The training she grew up under was brutal and demanding, but she and her uncle did manage to steal away moments. Even though she knew that much of what she was taught to her was a lie there was one thing certain in her heart, he did love her, at some level he had true feelings for her, his niece.


As Rayann grabbed her hand, Kali welcomed her mother’s touch and revealed at the connection. She felt that the grip was loose, so Kali gently tightened her grip, non-verbally telling her mother that it was ok to be sad and vulnerable, ironically it was her mother saying the same thing to Kali.


“You miss him don’t you? It’s understandable, there is an amazing warmth he brings to a room, even in his pursuit of power and dark magic, there was something about him, a Charisma that simply couldn’t be denied. I wish I had known him before, to know him as you knew him, as I feel you knew him. He is truly plagued by the Dark Queen, but I wonder if there is any light left in him.” She paused a few seconds and then for voice came, a little weaker, “I miss him too mom.”


She exhaled slowly and sat up, scooting closer to her mother and laid her head on Rayann’s shoulder. The warmth she felt was welcoming and a comfort to her. They sat in the silence for a while, and she focused on her mother’s breathing and the gentle thump she felt in her chest every time Rayann’s heart beat. It was the strangest sensation feeling her own heart, and then her mothers, and then her fathers. It was like a small indicator that everyone was still alive, still close. She smiled wearily and inhaled deeply again, it was the type of inhalation that occurred when one was content, when nothing could harm you or pull you away.

“I know it’s a dark thought mother, but why did you severe the connection with Rorie? I understand if you don’t want to talk about it, but in light of what we are going to face soon I think it would be good to hear the whole story. Now that I know everything, the story of his turning to evil and why things make a lot more sense, but I want to hear your side of the story.”

It was Rayann’s turn to withdraw. S Kali rested her head on her mother’s shoulder she would feel the wide open connection she had with her mother slowly closing. The relaxed posture Rayann had for the time while Kali rested her head on her mothers shoulder quickly tensed. When Rayann realized what she was doing, she berated herself. How could she preach about being open with her daughter if she was pulling away from the very person she wanted to be close to?

Knowing Kali had picked up on her change, Rayann closed her eyes and concentrated. Slowly that connection began to open up again and what Kali felt was such a profound sadness that it was almost suffocating. Taking a deep breath, Rayann once more shared the images of what happened prior to making the decision that ultimately drove the twins apart.

~First of all, Kali, you have to understand that what I did was completely unintentional. I thought what I was doing was what was best for Rorie. He was injured so badly. I didn’t think he was going to make it. Even as the healers worked on him they were uncertain if he would survive his wounds. It was the hardest decision I made at that point in my life. To leave the only person I had ever known all my life, who was a part of me, literally, behind…..~

Even with her mind missive, Rayann found it difficult to continue for a moment. Squeezing her eyes shut tight she swallowed a few times then continued.

~….I was merely trying to prevent his ability to locate me so easily. I didn’t know what I was doing was severing something that was irreplaceable. If I had known that, I would have found another way. But I wouldn’t have changed the fact I continued on. Something, deep in my soul, told me I had to keep going. That to stop and wait for Rorie to recover was time I didn’t have.~

Rayann didn’t realize it but as she conveyed what happened between her and Rorie, she held Kali’s hand a little tighter. When she realized she had quite a grip on her daughter’s hand, she loosened it a little so it wouldn’t be quite so tight.

~And yes….I do miss him. Very much. If there was any way Rorie could return to his former self, I would give anything for he had, as you say, a charisma about him that was just impossible to ignore. And he always found ways to make me smile even when it was the farthest thing from my mind. And he could do so with just a smile of his own. If things were different, there’s no doubt in my mind he would have been the type of uncle that would have been the best anyone could ever ask for. And then some.~

Kali could feel her mother closing up, and she understood. She knew that it wouldn’t be a permanent closure between them, if there was one thing Kali understood it was keeping your thoughts to yourself. She sat up as her mother made a facial gesture indicating she was disappointed with herself and she put her hand on her mother’s face. “Mom, it’s ok to keep things to yourself. Honestly, I don’t blame you, the sadness that I can feel in you is overwhelming, and I understand, to have that sort of a connection with someone must have been hard to let go of, especially when that chances of it ever being reestablished where nil.”


Kali pondered these things in her heart and a seed was planted. She could feel it in her bones like an ache in the dead of winter; Rayann would never be able to kill Rorie. No matter what, the past would prevent her at the moment of truth. At this point, Rorie was among the most powerful ambient casters. With Kali removing herself from the Dark Queen’s army there were only three left that could lead the charge, Rorie, Nicodemous, and …. She paused, her mind went blank and she closed her eyes. She didn’t even want to think of him, her “teacher”, the one with the mirrored eyes who slayed her mind every day. He had taught her valuable skills, but it was through the use of constant pain and fear.

“Mother, I may not understand what you did completely, but I know you well enough to know that your intentions must have been good. There is no evil in you, not with the paths you have walked, it would have been impossible for evil to exist within you.”

She leaned forward and hugged her mother tightly, and she began to well up as she felt the increasingly growth of sadness within Rayann and she spoke, her voice barely a whisper in her mother’s ear… “I love you mom.”

Rayann looked at Kali and knew her daughter understood. She also knew Kali knew, just as Rayann did deep in her heart, if she were faced with killing Rorie, there was no way she could. He was her brother, despite everything. When Kali hugged her tight and told her she loved her, Rayann felt the wave of loss she felt since realizing what happened to Rorie cash over her.

She cried as though she were mourning the death of her brother for in essence, that’s exactly what it was. There was no way, in all of Krynn, she could save Rorie unless he made the choice himself. Even then things would forever be changed between them and she knew she would never have that closeness she once had with him.

Rayann’s tears flowed like rain and she was helpless to make them stop. But finally, they did. But not until almost two hours later. And by then, she felt exhausted. She wiped her eyes and sniffled softly then looked over at Kali and nodded slightly.

~Thank you, Kali, for not thinking your mother is a babbling idiot. Not since I found out what happened to Rorie was I able to…..anyway….I think we’ve done enough for one day. We’re both exhausted. Why don’t you see if you can find Nol? I’ll wait here for your father. He’ll be done soon, I’m sure. Perhaps we can have a wonderful dinner together tonight.~

Kali stayed put with Rayann as she grieved. It was hard for her, knowing the history that existed, it was as if the more she got to know her family, the more complex things were getting. As her mother spoke to her she had lost track of the time. When she looked outside and saw the sun was high she turned to Rayann and responded, “Nol is occupied for the next few days, he couldn’t say what, but from the tone in his language is was high level business. It’s funny, I still have no idea what he does or where he goes… I suppose someday when it’s relevant he will tell me.”


She smiled and stood, giving a hand to her mother to help her up too. “Dinner tonight sounds lovely, I will go explore the city a little after I take a much needed nap.”

She smiled and leaned in, hugging Rayann tightly, “I will see you at dinner.”

She turned and walked out of the room and ascended the spiral stairs that took her to her room. The room was comfortable and inviting, especially the bed. The tiredness she was feeling seemed to become overwhelming, there was no thought of it will she was engaged in conversation with Rayann, but now that all of those matters were off her mind the only things she could focus on was getting rest and recovering from the spell casting. Her honey blond hair was barely on the pillow before she drifted to peaceful, restful sleep.