Fey was sweating as she swiftly applied her skill to concocting a mid grade 2 pill. She had finished grade 1 fairly quickly but had only marginally continued in the 6 years Lind had been presumed dead. She had focused her grief on mastering the sword instead.
Now that Lind was back, she had wondered what to do with her life, but Mira had taken her away and felt so much like her Big Brother. The gentle smile and patience clearly came from that woman.
"Very good. You really do have a gift for it. Do not waste it." Mira's words were not cold but they were not able to be ignored at all. A mid grade 3 alchemist was far above Fey in skill so she bowed and kept working on her assigned tasks.
"I am going to step out for a bit, but keep working on these 4 pills. I expect 5 of each when I come back." Fey nodded and saw Mira clean herself up before leaving the concocting area of the courtyard.
