Blackfeather Woods If I had a heart

Damien heard his sister's report with interest. He had confirmed some of those facts himself, having had a conversation with the child in question not so long ago and evidencing his interest for Potema's lessons. With his head Damien approved of the information, showing that he was pleased with the advances and encouraging the continuity of Seff's training. He was curious to see how far he'd get and whether he would be yet another disappointment, another deserter. But in the end, that was not the reason he sought his witch sister that day. She was right.

"I am," he confirmed, and sat down, suggesting Potema to do the same. The glow of the cave made her eyes glint in a special way, something that reminded him of his mother and reaffirmed the thoughts he had about her being the one choice for the task.

"Qilaq is gone," he briefed his sister, leaving the part in which he failed to return unspoken. "I don't know how long Seff will stay around, he still remembers his mother. And I believe there is nothing for Nemesis' sister to hold on to in Blackfeather Woods other than Nemesis herself. I'm not certain her offerings will pay off," he shared the thoughts despite Seff's recent evidence of interest and Althaia's promise. There was still a lot of distrust in Damien towards Althaia, and he would favor his own blood a hundred times if it meant that would secure Blackfeather Woods' future.