"I don't have the faintest idea of basic magic," Dulce admitted, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
Moira had forgotten that for a moment, only remembering Dulce's impressive summoning magic. She took a fresh piece of parchment and scribbled for a while, lifting it up to show him a circle of sigils.
It was the counter spell to the silencing spell that had been cast on her. She had already attempted to cast it several times, but she simply wasn't strong enough to undo it.
Dulce peered at the unfamiliar sigils, frowning. "I can't read sigils." He reminded.
Moira brought her palm to her forehead, equally forgetting that. She wrote some more, 'Never mind then, I'll have it removed when I return to Fairwyn'
"I'll come with you…" Dulce started to say but was interrupted by the loud rumbling of Moira's stomach.
