I am VERY VERY excited for you guys to meet Anselm. Everyone loves a cranky mentor figure right?
I walked into the Princess Tower, at Annalise’s request, and to greet the countess and was surprised by the man sitting at the tea table with them. I don’t know why, but I expected Mastero Benjamin Anselm to be a hunched bearded wizard of a fairy tale.
Instead, the man arguing animatedly with Annalise about the properties of riverdune (a sort of sea weed found in the harbor here) is a straight backed, clean shaven man in his late sixties. He was wearing robes I’ve never seen before, a deep green color, similar to the guard uniforms.
“This is her then?” He said, noticing me. Annalise sighed dramatically and nodded.
“Yes, Mastero,” she said. “This is my cousin, Duchess Marina of Brightcoast, Marina, meet Mastero Anselm, a righteous thorn in my side.”
“It’s my honor,” I said quietly. He nodded as I went and sat with them. “I’m glad to…
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