"Loel Lalindar was missing abroad, like you. I collected information about weather patterns until I found a town in Thiyec that was suffering from unprecedented amounts of rain, and from there it wasn't too hard to find him. He was convinced to come back but hasn't evinced an interest in lurking around the palace even for an initial visit; I think he plans to stay at the country estate for the foreseeable future. The other Lalindars will probably be disposed to be very solicitous of you, at least to begin with, since it was Nerine Lalindar who killed your predecessor and no one wants a long and miserable feud between two of the Five Families."
"In a sense, yes. Nerine and Valdin despised each other from well before I met either one of them but managed not to involve their relatives before they finally murdered each other in her kierten."
"Not that they ever thought about in coherent detail while I was listening. It was always 'that bastard sniped at me over dinner', 'I hate his stupid face', 'you can't trust her, little Kiribel', that sort of thing, they didn't lay out the history of the dislike for me thoughtfully or verbally."
"No indeed, he bled to death and ruined some of her furniture and she died of bone-powdering and wrecked some nearby plumbing and then there was a hasty exchange of conciliatory gifts and that has thankfully been that."
"So those are the movers and shakers of Welce. I hope you like it there."
"It's definitely nicer than Soche-Tas, but I didn't see enough of Malinqua to compare."
"On two occasions I had to threaten people with fire to convince them that Aleko and I were in fact not prostitutes of any kind."
"I didn't spend long enough there to have a dissertation on the subject, but there's a culture of - fetishization of youth. We were not the youngest people around to be solicited for our services while we traveled through Soche-Tas. The country has things to recommend it," she hastens to add. "The food is good, when we managed to make ourselves understood to inkeepers and so on the service economy was impressive - I'm just glad that I had the fire to threaten with."
"You mentioned that Loel understood his power without needing the Marisi River," he says. "Which seemed to imply that most coru primes are not so fortunate. And there is a Serlast forest where I might or might not find help with mine. But you set your bed on fire without any outside assistance whatsoever. Is there some known reason for these differences...? How did Loel get acquainted with his magic?"
"Some magic comes without any help. I was able to track him via weeks of rain, but he wasn't able to do anything conscious until he decided to see if inhaling the pond in his backyard would work just as well as diving into the Marisi. It did, but I can't say that it would have for any Lalindar prime, because these things are idiosyncratic. Ardelays and Dochenzas don't have any specific locations, but the Lalindars have the Marisi River, the Frothens have a particular meadow, and you have your forest. I suspect that if I hadn't been asleep when my great-aunt died, I would have had to enshroud myself in fire on purpose in order to find my magic fully accessible, but I think sleep-igniting my bed did the trick, thankfully. I'm not sure if Dochenzas tend to have awakening moments at all."
"Inhaling... the pond. The entire thing?" he inquires. "Or only part of it?"
"Only part of it. The pond was still there when we left."
"And for the property values of the friend he left the house to on his way out. But if you haven't noticed any magic at all yet, my first guess is that you need the Serlast forest. My second guess, if that doesn't do anything, is that Sarelle was mistaken, though."
"I wouldn't say I haven't noticed any magic," he says. "Just that I'm not yet sure whether the things I've noticed are magic or not."