So we all burn together

Ashiel had spent the morning nursing the young fire he'd recovered in the hearth. With care he'd managed to get it going into a brilliant blaze. It would need to be watched and tended to but he was glad to have it. Already his mind was whirling with the possibilities but for now it was just nice to have. He stared at it a bit longer. The hallways and rooms of the castle seemed quiet to him now without Maeva. Even quieter still now that Malleus' children were grown. When had time begun to move so quickly?

He sighed. He knew based on his vision that he'd done the right thing in taking Maeva back to his uncle. That didn't mean he was ok with the decision. But what else could he do? When the Lord Abraxas commanded something it was deadly to ignore.

A surprising call rang out across the castle grounds. Ashiel poked his head out of one of the windows to see Pyrrhic calling the fighters of the Abraxas family together. Though he now served mainly as an Oracle, his skills in battle were not to be under-estimated. Ashiel moved to put his things away and with a swift call to Griff he loped down the stairs and out onto the grounds where many of the family's young members were waiting. He smiled proudly at Pyrrhic, pleased to see him taking his role as Heir seriously. Ashiel dipped his head respectfully and moved to sit down.