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Calaethis made a face. "You must be joking - just because I'm a noble, she gets the same education! This is madness!" Calaethis rose to his feet and stalked around the room, whilst Sylquis sat with her head in her hands. She whispered "Thank you Lady Verloren" as she left the room. After a while, Calaethis said, "Its getting late, for you at least. You should get an early night. I'll escort you back to our rooms. Come along now." Sylquis pulled a face, "Calaethis, why must you be so parental?" He turned around and gave her a long, hard look. "Because I care about you child." she sighed and rolled her eyes. "Calaethis please, I know you care about me, but you don't have to be so parental all the time..." she gave him an impish look, "Or I may just start calling you 'daddy'" Calaethis shrugged, "Enough Sylquis, anyway, lets move out." she gave an exasperated sigh and stamped her foot, "Calaethis! I'm not a soldier! We're not in the military! Stop using terms like 'Move out' and 'deploy'!" Calaethis's open handed slap across the mouth surprised her. He hadn't hit her hard, but the shock of him hitting her stunned her. She burst into tears, and was about to run off, but Calaethis caught her arm, and embraced her. "Hush child. Enough. Don't throw tantrums, all right?" he kissed her hair, and she rubbed her eyes. Her head only reached his chest, and Calaethis was exceptionally tall for an elf. Taking her arm, he lead her back to their rooms...
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