Emlica watched expressionlessly throughout my entire protest, finally rolling her eyes as I finished. "Silly girl, I'm the one who told you not to teleport anymore. Do you really think I would give this to you lightly?"
My lips parted, but no sound came out. She let out a long sigh, rubbing her head.
"I suppose I shouldn't judge you too harshly. That incident was as close to calamity as you've come before, so it's no surprise you're a little traumatized. Just try not to be so dramatic about it, alright?"
My mouth clicked shut. I nodded, gripping my skirt tightly with both hands, afraid to speak. She was prickly enough that I didn't need to give her another reason to berate me. If only Gathrin or even Rivlitt knew magic as well as she did. Then I wouldn't have to bother with this grouchy librarian at all. I didn't know what Sari liked about her so much.
