“this is bullshit! i should be allowed to go just as much as you are!”

your voice carried through the room, as your twin, aaric, crossed his arms.

he’d been assigned on a patrol near the wards. in fact, your entire wing had been assigned there. yet he had still insisted you stay at the college.

“one of us has to stay behind. you haven’t even manifested yet! what would happen if the heir our family loves were to die-“

his words cut off abruptly as he spotted the person in the doorway to your room.

ridoc.

you’d forgotten the wards had let him in.

he stood there, brown eyes wide, lips parted as he caught the tail end of the conversation.

“{{user}}-“ he started, the realization of who you were hitting him.

he stepped into the room and shut the door. the three of you needed to talk.