Merath felt a surge of respect for his old acquaintance. In life, Henry had been a better mage than him. Even in death, the Phoenix Master's plans were still working against the Dark One.
The ancient magician's mind raced ahead to the implications. Eden would need training, guidance, resources. He'd need teachers who understood phoenix bonds and could help him develop properly.
Merath's gaze towards Eden changed. "Young Eden, would you like to become my di-"
"No." Lumi suddenly interrupted, sharply.
Merath paused. "What?"
Lumi shook his head. "I know what you're thinking. The answer is no. He's already my my disciple."
"But…" Merath looked on in disbelief. He understood, logically, that he was being extremely rude by attempting to poach someone else's disciple. However, this was someone who was chosen by Henry's post-death contingency! Surely, he, who had known Henry, and is a great mage in his own right, could lead Eden better?
