Gilded Bay all this pain and devastation, how it tortures me inside

His feigned belief in her magicks only made her angrier, but the child was at a loss for what else to do— he did not take her seriously, treating her like none in Donnelaith had. Emaleth had only ever been treated as an equal by those that had raised her, and to have her own wants and desires ignored was not something she was used to. She did not understand it. She wanted no part of it. And so the stranger's condescension— though she did not know it for that— only served to fuel her small limbs.

Emaleth peered over her shoulder only once, to ensure he did not follow.