Importance “The difference between telling and showing”,

" Your discovery is mind-blowing, will you be enrolled anywhere too far away. Forgive my impoliteness this is 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑱𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝑫𝒂𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒂𝒔𝒕. And I'm",

" Anabelle! Were late, it's about time we leave this place", Jeffrey said to the female.

Jace squashed his forehead with cringe, expressing his uncomfortably towards Jeffrey's, who couldn't seem to care less.

" Alright genius until we meet again next time, if you'll still be alive", Jace said.

The Quell Feather had Jace feeling uneasy about his big day in the spotlight, a sense of reality cleared his mind notifying him from that point Lord Zephyr won't be able to save him from death. The thought was scary, but enthusiastic Jace was nothing short from being extremely excited about it all.

The graduation was finally over and everyone returned to there respected homes. Lord made his way into house first then Trinity and all Pathfinders, with Jace left to be the last one in. He walked to his quarters and as he opened the door, a quick set of arms rushed in to embrace a worm loving hug, it was Hilary.

" Jace! How was your graduation, did it all go according to the way you planned it? ", Hilary asked. " What is wrong with you two, I can't just leave you alone for even ten seconds. It's been six years and you still act so childish Hilary... remember elegance is the key to...", " a perfect mistress and henceforth, a divine Lady. I know mis Keith", Hilary said to the Pathfinder in charge of taking care of them.

Later that evening the two siblings were busy plotting something, not allowed to leave there room unless called upon, Keith was in charge of provide them with food. Both hated meat, but preferred something less bloody like insect and plants.

Keith wonder why the both of them were so active, after an hour they finally approached her and in Jace's have was a box that was tied up with a red ribbon.

Happy Birthday!!

Keith was so surprised to be presented with something so unusual. Her face burst with tears as she smiled at them. She opened it and resting on a piece of clothing was a bracelet with a cross as it most noticable feature.

Trinity was overflowing with excitement, Esperanza wondered why of all days she would choose the last day of graduation to inform the rest of the family that she was training for the Trench Cort selection under Sentinel Gerald Head of the North Quell Feather house bold.

Everyone laughed at her and 4th Seat Wendy North Quell Feather yelled out " Come on love! all this talk about you training to become a Pathfinder is nothing, but fantasy... could you imagine! the embarrassment of just having one of our own dying at the hands of a disgusting Rat! Completely unacceptable!", " 4th Seat Wendy, at least some of us have respectable visions"! Trinity powerfully said, before heading to her room.

6th Seat Mistress Rodney North Quell Feather expressed her emotional built up with a provocative laugh towards the 4th Seat... " YOU JUST BEEN CRACKED OPEN! HAG!".

The next day morning, the North Quell Feathers were taken to there school, Jace and Trinity found themselves in the same class, along with ten others. They shook hands and promised not to talk to each other from that point on... Jace moved to the back seat where he happened to find, the girl from the Plucked Feathers who approached him yesterday.

" Hey it's you, the girl from the graduation", Jace said, she sighed and looked at him with a lifeless expression. Jace noticed her salty mood and an idea popped into his head... He grabbed a pencil an a sheet of paper and he randomly doodle, while he looked the her. She tried her best to ignore him, but the sound of his pencil rushing across the page was extremely tempting, plus could tell him eyes haven't even looked at what he was drawing.

She finally snapped and grabbed the page away from him, the drawing was an exact copy of her grabbing the book away from him.