There was a definite buzz in the air. He had to smile as it seemed that the students’ excitement had spilled over on to their teachers as well. It was the start of the new school term and it seemed especially joyful to everyone in this sun cycle. Géra Ville just shook his head as he made his way over to an empty table in the teachers’ tea room.
He liked teaching but it was not his life’s dream. Responsible for training the youngest of the warrior students – he loved seeing the potential in the young magicians as they grew in their abilities and confidence as their nation’s protectors.
He looked up at his best friend’s smiling face and then pointed to the chair next to his. Ta’an Asea was also a teacher, but he was born to it, comfortable in his own skin and loving teaching history and cultural studies to almost all the grades of students in the school. The School of Magic and Knowledge not only had magician students; so many more subjects were taught than just skills in healing and fighting with magic. He watched as Ta’an smiled and waved to several other teachers as he sat down.
‘You noticed the excitement this sun? It is as if there is living energy in the air.’
Géra smiled. ‘I did.’
Although his eyes were covered in the black lenses that all magicians wore to protect others from the power within them, Ta’an could tell that his friend did not share in the excitement surrounding them. Or on any other day, for that matter. He hid it very well, and while most people would deny that the warrior skills teacher was not a happy man, he knew better. Sudden laughter drew his attention, and the reason for Géra’s emotional state was at the centre of the mirth. He sighed inwardly. If only he knew the true reason T’ara stopped talking to his best friend.
While T’ara did not avoid him, she did not go out of her way to keep in contact either. They exchanged greetings when they ran into each other, but other than that, he could not really say if T’ara was happy with the way things were between her and Géra. And he didn’t like it one bit.
They grew up together. He loved her like a sister, but this tension between his friends placed him in a very awkward position, and he knew she went out of her way not to make him choose between the two of them.
T’ara Von felt Ta’an’s gaze and knew he was confused about the situation. She could feel his pain for the break-up between her and Géra, but for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to get around her own feelings of betrayal. She knew, her sense of perception never lied, that Géra had loved her, and that had made his betrayal so much more painful. How he could cheat on her, she never understood, and even now, three suns later, it was still too hard to even think about what had happened between them.
Taking a deep breath, she turned back towards the group of teachers who had been joking about her students taking part in the latest Strategy contest. She loved her students, and their unusual tactics employed during the game made for an interesting experience all round. She just sometimes wished that she still had her childhood friends to share it with. Even though her sense of perception was fairly sensitive, it still hurt that Géra had learnt to hide his feelings from her. There were two more women she knew who had this same gift, and only one she knew that could have taught him that skill. It didn’t matter that she understood Elizabeth’s loyalty towards her cousin, the pain was still there.
With tremendous effort, she turned her attention back to the group before her when she realised they had called her name several times without her responding. It was going to be a very long school cycle.
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