Ravensblood Forest Diligence

None will think less of you here.

A relief, really. Few would ever be able to admit such, much less swear by it.

Violante had been kind and understanding, thus far. She even made the attempt to accompany familiar words. This bade compliance and trust in return.

Odami soja. The correction was not harsh by any means, syllables rolling smoothly from the tongue; it was a simple lesson that was thought to be deserved. She had tried, after all.

Azarov comes from untold past. Man trained soja hard; left no room for error. Since time, battle and its blood is all that is known.

This was as much as would be offered, unless the woman required specifics. If not, there was really no need for them.

Silence fell, then. Odami soja had answered the query. It was now her turn.