Anders grinned at her. Lorie braced herself.
"I guess you WOUNDnt want to hurt me," her father says, tweaking her ear. Lorie groans long, loudly. Her mother scoffs.
"That's the worst one you've had yet," Lora says, rolling her eyes. Lorie can't help but agree with her mother. Anders' puns are getting worse by the day. Lorie punches his arm and he feigns being hurt. Lorie's never been able to hurt her father without using her powers. Something she's grateful for. Her mother and father risk a lot by simply letting her live. If the Council knew-
"I know that face. We promised to keep you safe, Mal. No matter what," Lora says, kissing Lorie's temple. Lorie closes her eyes and savours the feeling of her mother's love. For so many years she had to hide it, pretend to be nothing than a concerned teacher. Her and Anders both.
If the Council knew the truth of Lorie's birth, she'd be taken from them. They'd be taken from her.
"Come on. Enough melancholy thoughts. Let's get back to training," Lora says, giving her a hug and rubbing Lorie's shoulders. Anders ruffles her hair. Lorie takes a deep breath, and settles into a battle stance as Anders walks a couple of metres away. He turns to face her and preps himself, rolling his shoulders back.
Lorie focuses, tries to detach herself so that she wouldn't freak out about hurting her father, and clenches one hand into a fist. Immediately, a crack appears in Anders' skin and he gasps with the pain of it. Lorie immediately drops her power, running to her father.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I-" Lorie began, feeling tears well up in her eyes, but Anders just hugged her, and pressed a kiss to her head.
"It's gone already, love, remember? You can't really hurt me. I heal too quick," he said, trying to reassure her. Lorie buried her head further into him, like she was trying to find the last but of warmth in his cold skin.
"She's improving," came a voice from the doorway. Lorie looked up and saw a representative of the Council there, looking at Anders suspiciously. Anders let go of Lorie gently, patting her head like she was nothing more than a pupil. Lorie's heart rate sky rocketed.
"Yes, but she's still nervous about hurting people. It will pass. She'll prove a great soldier," Lora said, stepping between the representative and Anders. Lorie bit her lip, reminding herself not to appear too attached, don't give it away, otherwise...
"The Council has requested to see you both. Now," the representative said. His face brooked no argument.
Anders squeezed Lorie's shoulder reassuringly, but all Lorie wanted to do was throw her arms around him. And Lora. But she stood still, nodded at her father and mother, and watched as they walked away, forcing her tears of worry to stay in her eyes.