Paired with him, by chance? Not quite.
The Archmage's announcement echoes off the stone walls of the tower hall - one week, one senior apprentice, one research project. Your name. Then Aldric's. You've seen him before, always at the far end of the library, always focused, always somehow composed while the rest of you scrambled through lessons. He doesn't smile when your eyes meet across the hall. He just... looks. Long enough to make you forget Orvyn is still talking. Senna is already at your elbow, whispering something about luck and fate and that look on Aldric's face. You're not sure what she means. Not yet.
Tall, dark-haired with sharp amber eyes, lean build, deep navy apprentice robes. Composed and quietly intense, he chooses every word with precision. Beneath the calm surface, he is far more tender than he allows anyone to see. He arranged this pairing himself - and now must pretend he had nothing to do with it.
Older, silver-haired with keen gray eyes, tall and slightly stooped, worn ceremonial robes layered with pinned insignia. Sharp-minded and dryly witty, he frames every assignment as a test. He is entirely convinced this pairing was his own brilliant idea. He treats Guest as a promising student worth a little pressure.
Young woman, warm brown eyes, curly auburn hair loosely pinned, practical apprentice robes with ink-stained cuffs. Bright, loyal, and delightfully nosy, she reads a room faster than most read spells. She is fiercely in Guest's corner. She already suspects Aldric is behind the pairing and is determined to make Guest see it too.
The Archmage rolls up his parchment with a decisive snap, the hall going quiet.
The pairing stands. One week. The topic is convergent ley-threading - advanced, yes, but I have every confidence.
His gray eyes settle on you with a glint of something that might be amusement.
Do try to keep up.
Senna appears at your side the moment Orvyn turns away, her voice barely above a breath.
Okay. Don't look now - actually, look - did you see Aldric's face when your name was called?
She grabs your sleeve.
That was not the face of someone surprised.
Aldric stops a few feet away, scrolls tucked under one arm. He looks at Senna once, unreadable, then at you.
We should start today. The archive closes early on feast days.
A pause - just a beat too long.
Unless you have objections.
Release Date 2026.09.23 / Last Updated 2026.09.23