Hiding in the Open :Open:

[Donovan Riddle]

That made him feel a little flattered, that another teacher was giving him pointers on how he was. Donovan smiled at Syl when she accepted his invite, "Good, next weekend when your free off your classes. Come to the house, I'll show you." Donovan was about sure Sylvanna would pick it up in no time, she was a teacher and amazing with magic, he didn't think he would have to work more than a few months to get her to be as good as he was. He had only mastered it completely a year ago, but she was more practiced with magic than he was.

"How is teaching going anyway? Any interesting students you're going to miss?" Any recruits I'd like to know about? was the hidden message Donovan was really asking.

[Sylvanna Beauclaire]

When Donovan confirmed the free lesson, she nodded and took a sip of her new drink. "I can't wait." she said as she smiled. Not the whole way but smile enough. She wondered how Donovan would go about teaching her. It would definitely strange but she'd manage.

Then he asked and she got the hidden questions as well. She sighed ad shook her head. "Not that I know off. Most are average at best. Redferne though... is messing with a student. Don't know if his still at it. But I'm not judging. Its his way of releasing stress. If it works, it works." she answered.

[Donovan Riddle]

Donovan looked at this women whom he had known about a good deal of his life, she was not a big role, but she was a role. Being the same age rage as his own mother, he wondered how she took to the fact that Donovan had something to teach the older woman. Would it be a good idea to teach anything of a sort? The young leader hoped that this was something that would benefit him and not turn around a bit him in the ass later. "What is the best way to guarantee loyalty? I have ideas, I have power, but yet, no one seems to care. I'm willing to show those who don't know, what they should know, and yet still they question me. Why?"

Donovan looked to the elder women not in doubt, but in curiosity. How does one make sure things are as they are? His father's downfall was because no one was loyal to anyone but themselves, both times. He needed to figure out a way to make everyone count on everyone, to be a team, to be one instead of several different groups in competition. "Would you be interested in going back home and talking about this more in private?'" Donovan's facial expression had not changed while he looked at Sylvanna, even though he was hinting for more than what he was saying aloud.

[Sylvanna Beauclaire]

Sylvanna took another sip of her drink as she thought about the former Dark Lord. She was sure that he would be proud even if he didn't say it. Donovan was doing well on his own. The defect of the others was none of his fault. They just couldn't handle the pressure. Then he asked as she turned to him, forgetting her place for a little bit as she held one of his cheeks gently. "You do not have to show so much really. Show them your power, that you can be harsh yet you reward those who do well. Show strength yet a little compassion. Show coldness of heart when they fail but show fire when they prevail." she answered she stroked his cheek with her thumb ad smiled a bit before pulling away. "My apologies, my Lord. I forgot my place." she told him as she bowed her head and took back her hand.

She knew that if she didn't do what she did, Donovan would lose the resolve he had. And Sylvanna didn't want that. If she had to play the Shadow mistress then she would. Donovan needed guidance and Sylvanna would give it to him. She would give him the world to rule and she would be the had that would shed the blood of his enemies. She turned to him and nodded. "I do think it is best , My Lord." she said as she downed her drink, taking a second to gather herself before standing up first.

[Donovan Riddle]

Raising an eyebrow at her when she touched him, he wasn't used to such simple touches from people, especially those who worked for him. Why would she do this? When spoke, Donovan listened, he was drawn to her words, because he was tired of having to prove himself over and over again to people who doubted him for no reason. He thought about what his father did, how he existed through splitting his soul. "The only thing you've forgotten, is how to talk to me in public Syl, you're good to touch me...like this." He didn't want her to think it was okay to do any time, but he also knew that this women was one his most brilliant workers. He didn't think she would do anything that would jeopardize face.

Watching her get up, he smiled at her, leaning back in his chair. He really doubted either of his parents would be approving of him right now, but they weren't here trying to run everything. Donovan was. He stood up and followed her out.

[Sylvanna Beauclaire]

Sylvanna knew she has began to sow into Donovan's mind what he needed to do. She would then soon begin to cultivate his mind and the path he is to take. She had to get rid of those who would oppose him. She needed to kill a very people for the next few days for sure. She was relieved when the young Lord forgave her and she bowed once more. "I shall remember to watch my place, my lord." she remarked once more to make sure she said it.

Then she turned to hide her own smile. A smile of her victory for the beginning of her plans for the victory of her lord. She must moved quickly while the moment was still at hand. Then she will take things slow. She led them out the pub.

--start the threat at Donovan's place?--