The commander entered the room, his authority palpable. Today he was more serious. The last meeting was like a polite introduction, and storytelling session. He took a seat across from Remy and waved his hand to dismiss Astrid.
She bounced over and gave him a peck on the cheek and took off into the other room. The Commander gave a disapproving look to the young girls back as she disappeared through the doorway. She didn’t take the position as serious as her older sister.
Remy curiously wondered where that door led, the kitchen was the other door she assumed. Ok, focus. Breathe. Relax. Remy turned her attention, from the doorway, inside to her tumultuous emotions. She was excited to learn more, but nervous that he was going to ask her to choose before she was ready.
The commander leaned forward and steeples his fingers under his chin. “Remy, I am going to explain to you what the Guard is and what they do exactly. I will give you a few days to consider and continue to heal, then I will call you back to give me an answer. Does that seem fair?”
“Yes, I think so.”
"You recall that the ancients chose worthy humans to bestow powers on?"
Remy was too anxious to speak, she nodded her head and gave an assenting uh huh sound.
"I know you still have many questions regarding the ancients, those will be addressed during your training, if you so choose to stay."
The Commander reached over to the side and pulled something out from a compartment under his chair, he l...