"I am Valeska, the High Priestess of this place." he dipped his head, as respectful as he knew how to be. The yearling was hardly raised, his mother was overprotective and overbearing, but that's about all she was. "You may stay within the Respite for as long as you wish" he was grateful for it, "No one is a prisoner here, so you may come and go as you please. All that we ask is that you help contribute to our welfare and replace what is taken from the cache."
"What is your name?" ❝ Right ─ sorry. I've been on my own for a while now, ❞ he gave an ashamed shake of his head with a lighthearted smirk ❝ Rinon, ❞ he withheld his surname, for now at least.
He paused then.
❝ Valeska? I actually ─ I am seeking someone to teach me of the stars, constellations, how to read them...you wouldn't happen to have anyone here like that? ❞
anything. anyone.
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