“I didn’t, but I did have a vision of you in the middle of a group of patrollers, and I couldn’t figure out why that would be.” She paused. “That’s not a normal position, is it?”
“No. It’s used to season talented and difficult junior master imagers. Master Dichartyn hopes it will give me enough experience so that I can make better decisions based on that experience.”
Seliora nodded. “Grandmama will be so pleased-a master imager.”
“And your parents?”
“They were pleased from the moment they met you, but Odelia helped with that. She really would like to marry Kolasyn.”
I understood that as well.
“What about the wedding? The one with your cousin, I mean.” I flushed as I realized the double implication of my last words.
Seliora laughed, warmly and kindly. “We have time.”
And so we did.
