Kalyan threw back his head as he laughed. Snowflakes swirling through the air melted as they landed on his face, making him quickly return his focus to Peyton. He smiled at her as he said, "I suppose we'd better, if we ever want to get out into the city. I'm not much for shopping, but I'd still love to see it." He wiped his face with one of his sleeves before continuing. "My da and I used to travel to the market in Caemlyn, and I'd look forward to it for days. There was always something new to see there, and with the Grey Tower here, I can't imagine Hama Valon would be much different, even if it is a little smaller."
Perhaps I should think about that the next time I have to face those books on my desk, Kalyan thought to himself. The thought of a trip into the city just might be a good source of motivation to do the work, if he could only remember it when the time came. He brushed some of the snowflakes from his clothing as they landed. The tiny white specks against the black fabric didn't bother Kalyan much, but he didn't want to be scolded if they melted and left him with too many wet spots when he went back inside.
Looking back towards Peyton, his thoughts wandered to something else the novice had mentioned, something Kalyan had thought near impossible. "Did you say earlier that you'd met an Ogier?" he asked, wondering if he'd heard correctly. He believed they were real, or at least had been once, but the idea that a human like himself had not only seen one, but met one, sounded to Kalyan like a tale right out of one of his favorite books. Brown eyes sparkled with curiosity as he looked expectantly at the novice. "How did that happen? What are they like?"
Perhaps I should think about that the next time I have to face those books on my desk, Kalyan thought to himself. The thought of a trip into the city just might be a good source of motivation to do the work, if he could only remember it when the time came. He brushed some of the snowflakes from his clothing as they landed. The tiny white specks against the black fabric didn't bother Kalyan much, but he didn't want to be scolded if they melted and left him with too many wet spots when he went back inside.
Looking back towards Peyton, his thoughts wandered to something else the novice had mentioned, something Kalyan had thought near impossible. "Did you say earlier that you'd met an Ogier?" he asked, wondering if he'd heard correctly. He believed they were real, or at least had been once, but the idea that a human like himself had not only seen one, but met one, sounded to Kalyan like a tale right out of one of his favorite books. Brown eyes sparkled with curiosity as he looked expectantly at the novice. "How did that happen? What are they like?"