Novel wouldn't miss Novella's pleading look, or how her attention lingered on the boy Frith. The alphess couldn't help but wonder what her daughter had been thinking, and what about this boy would possibly make her bring him here. She did trust her daughter's judgement, but this situation had her confused. She would sigh, noting as Dutiron looked back to her. He would offer no more words, no summary of his thoughts after hearing Frith's words. Maybe that was better in the long run anyway.
She would look back to Novella again, gaze piercing as the decision would become cluttered in her mind. Chocolatey gaze would switch back to Frith, she would take in all of his appearance now, her eyes no longer clouded by anger. He seemed to be Novella's age, thin, and if she didn't know any better rather sad. "Frith, you may stay and learn with us." She wouldn't pause long, but some sort of punishment was obviously due, "However, neither of you will escape punishment." Though, what that punishment would be she wasn't sure yet, hopefully Dutiron would have an idea.
