| Hanse rubbed his temples furiously, pacing around the Militia's meeting hall back in the Jailhouse. What the hell was his "little lion" Lyonya doing in back on the mainland? He'd had his family forced out to Magincia not long before the Crown of Thorns was reaching its peak to make sure they weren't involved in the fighting, and that his neices and newphews like Lyonya could get a good start in life in a place where neither rebel nor royalist really had any influence.
He'd never actually thought what he'd do if they came back to the mainland to see their real homes in Minoc, or what they'd do if they decided to stay on the mainland in Vesper or otherwise. After all, the family had Royalist roots, but he had broken the mould in that regard, and the family's holdings in Minoc had died with his father Arenhurr and any claim thereafter lost as the world powers like the Royalists, Vesper and Cove struggled over Minoc's fate. The fact he hadn't been at all regular in his visits to his family out in Magincia had probably helped to keep those kinds of thoughts back.
It also didn't help that his little lion had gotten a damn sight bigger, and taken on much the same mentality as most Davion's did that they could strangle an ogre to death with one hand behind their back while blindfolded and juggling apples. It was great to see her again, and to know that she'd done well in her studies and was now a competent magi. But at the same time she had said she was going to be staying on the mainland - one of Hanse's fears - and that she had replied with just a playful smile when he'd asked her what she was planning on doing - another one of the things he feared as he knew all too well it prescribed mischeif on her part.
Hanse's sister Larissa had made sure his neice grew up with little to really know of what actually happened after the family had left Minoc, but what little she was told had apparently made an impression on her. She came looking for a hero, and perhaps Hanse thought, he was in a way with some of the things he had done. But he dreaded to think of his little lion following in his footsteps... and hell, what if his brother Hasek's children decided to come back someday. An example had to be set somewhere that they couldn't follow him in being a soldier.
No, no. He'd have to find her a job somewhere, see if she could make it as a merchant or a scholar or somesuch. Enough Davion's had died between the Crown of Thorns and now already.
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