Chapter 27: Kellan cast a suspicious glance at young Allison, his thoughts swirling with doubts.

Emanuel must have been playing tricks on him.

You don't need to lie to me if I don't suit you.

I'll be out of your way soon.

Emanuel, who had been trying to pull Kellan out of his orbit for days, raised an eyebrow.

He caught a flash of hesitation in Kellan's expression, unexpected even for him.

You're already packing your bags.

I figured you'd have more guts than that, wheel boy.

Kellan's gaze drifted to the clay in his hands, its cold, smooth texture making him feel in the moment.

There was something about working with her that calmed the storm in his mind.

In those quiet moments, the face of a girl, serene and smiling, often danced among his thoughts.

She gave him something - he couldn't remember what - but she felt linked to the memories that he couldn't access.

Coming back to reality, Kellan said, "That's why I need your professor's guidance before I leave.

" Emanuel scoffed, clearly frustrated by Kellan's skepticism.

You think I have time for games Ask anyone: you'll see I don't bother to lie.

Allison, let him wander around forever, but don't teach him anything! With that, Emanuel turned towards the kitchen, the fish he had caught hanging loosely in his grip.

But as she prepared the food, she kept sneaking glances at the two of them, motioning for Allison to come forward and offer some instruction.

Allison just smiled and offered no explanation.

Your hands are too tense, she said.

She knew Kellan doubted her, but proving herself wasn't the important thing.

If you follow the steps too rigidly, the result will be lifeless.

You have to feel the clay, not order it.

too soft,

too firm, it will

a middle ground:

a strange weight that relieved the tension in

her, concentrating on the shape of the

little by little, Soon, the piece of clay began to

almost

good!

have the foundation, but now you have

his mind, always restless, fought against the patience and

to learn so quickly with a few

and, with the elegance of

movements, the shape of a

usual aloofness seemed to intensify as

Kellan watched her, a voice cut through

in charge! The sound of Emanuel

from the table and his eyes widened as he inspected the

phoenix rising from the

.

.

fire and

was riveted on the

seemed to ripple with life,

help but smile like a child with a secret, completely unaware that the fish in

for his part, looked at the vase with a look of

had definitely underestimated

really are Emanuel's teacher, Kellan said,

but she didn't deny

never claimed

His pride was impossible to

doesn't matter! As far as I'm concerned, she's my

the brink of a creative crisis so severe it was almost eating him,

starting

and seeing her pottery skills up close, everything seemed to

that he practically wanted to call

Kellan wasted no time.

want to show my niece? Say your

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