Sometimes you can't be who you want to be and sometimes you can't do what you want to do.

That is the daily life of our anti-heroine. She is over powered with innate and learned magics and abilities but she does not have them to use them. she has them because she was born with them and she learns quickly. 

for her it is about acquisition not utilization. She wants to have power to understand power but she doesn't want to serve and protect. 

but it is out of her hands because she is Rachel, the Milana of Trannisa realm. her purpose is to maintain a balance dictated by the realm.

she is there when she has to be and when she is not needed she is off learning new things. 

so what happens when she is suddenly needed all the time? will her habit of avoidance become a mask of doubt and insecurity. 

so will she be a flawed being and pass the torch or will she endure in self doubt and constant insecurity. 

or is there a third option that has been there all along and completely out of her control?

Franc woke up and regretted it almost instantly. It was his turn to clean out the garbage vats for his assigned building. It would not be such miserable work if they had actual equipment.  But the world was not geared towards the comfort of trills.


Trills were considered the lowest form of humanity and to say they were expendable was a true understatement. 


Still there were really only two groups of humans in the end. The Alchemists and the trills. It didn't matter how much money you had or your intellectual contributions to society. If you couldn't cast you were trash.


He dragged himself out of bed and actually debated a shower. Was it really necessary?  He brushed his teeth and washed his face as his internal debate continued.


In the end the no's had it and he threw on some old clothes that he forgot he had and walked solemnly to the kitchen for some food.


Chapter 266 - how to weather a storm