Prince of Magic
“One hand rested casually on Ariana's shoulder. "As you already have the advantage of being able to see energy better than most, when aided by my touch, this should be simple." His voice grew cold. "Apparently it is not." Ariana glared at him. She'd been trying all morning to move a small bowl they had placed upon the long table which sported the inlaid map of Columbyana. In the beginning he had hoped to see her move the bowl from one end of the table to the other. At the moment, he would be sat...isfied with a twitch.
"Perhaps that which comes easily to you is not as simple as you believe," she said, her voice tired and terse.
"Am I asking too much of you?" he asked sharply. "Is the task of moving a small, lightweight object too difficult?" He should not take his frustration out on her. After all, it was not her fault that he hurt. It was not her fault that he'd passed three nights without sleep and had been hard most of that time. It was not her fault that the simple contact of his hand to her shoulder was maddening.MoreLess
"Perhaps that which comes easily to you is not as simple as you believe," she said, her voice tired and terse.
"Am I asking too much of you?" he asked sharply. "Is the task of moving a small, lightweight object too difficult?" He should not take his frustration out on her. After all, it was not her fault that he hurt. It was not her fault that he'd passed three nights without sleep and had been hard most of that time. It was not her fault that the simple contact of his hand to her shoulder was maddening.MoreLess
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