She woke up and heaved a sigh out from the depths of her chest. Today was the one day she was dreading, the day that would either secure her spot as the royal enchanters apprentice, or, end any chance she has at any sort of life outside of the circle. She stared up at the stone ceiling for a second, letting her body sink into her mattress for a second more, hoping that this all would melt away and she'd be dreaming still. Nothing. She sat up and arched her back to pop her vertebrae and roll her shoulders, she grabbed up her apprentice robes and swayed over to the bathroom.
"Big day, huh, Trev?" A familiar voice grinned, lightly slapping the center of her back. She smiled crookedly in response and set her clothes on the edge of a sink.
"Yeah, even bigger pain in my ass.." She murmured with a yawn. The owner of the voice chuckled lowly and turned on the water of an adjacent sink, brushing his teeth. Trev dressed herself slowly, tossing her pajama into the laundry basket and having the crushing realization that if she demonstrated too much power she'd be made tranquil. No emotion, no connection to the fade. Nothing would be the same except her name and face.
She turned to the person who stood beside her, leaning over the sink and brushing his teeth before breakfast, dripping toothpaste into the sink and down his chin.
"Get it together Krem, you look like a mess." Trev scoffed as she tied her belt.
"I ay-um a mesth, Pavuth," he said around his toothbrush, making some face caught between a look of disgust and a look of confusion. "Good Luck- Lucius and Gregor want you in the chamber by ten." He hummed after removing the tooth brush and spitting out whatever concoction he'd managed to spin together.
Trevelayn sighed and smiled sleepily at him.
"It's ten thirty Krem."
"....well looks like //you're// late huh." He shrugged, wiping off his face and the sink.
Part two
Trevelayn stared down into the bowl of blue lyrium before her, her legs already aching and her chest busting apart at the seems and over flowing with anxiety. The first enchanter and knight commander's words didn't make a coherent sentence in her head. All she knew- was that she could not succumb in the fade and that if she failed to return in time, she would be killed. What they didn't tell her was that if she was too powerful in the fade. Say, she killed the demon trying to seduce her within the first five minutes of her journey. She'd be ripped from the fade and her connection would be torn away and she'd be made tranquil.
She sighed heavily and when the two men were done speaking she dunked her face under the liquid, her hands loosening around the edges and her body relaxing.