Jordan
He sat up abruptly, staring at her. Magic, she had said... He had been guessing that for some time, but he had not been sure. And Anzhela, she had known right off the bat! He was sure, now, she was intelligent, and strong.
He swallowed up. "You have my attention, now, Anzhela," he said, voice low and solid. "I will see what I can do to help you, but only on one condition."
"Da?" She cocked an eyebrow, leaning a little closer.
"Teach me, and make me stronger," he said, bluntly.
She only smiled, nodding.
