I see Gal Gadot playing my heroine. Zezilia Ilar is tall and athletic in build. She carries herself well, with an elegance to her stride and demeanor thanks to the watchful guidance of her strong-willed mother. However, she has a playful, active side which stems from growing up with six older brothers. Not inclined toward the more feminine duties of housework and cooking, she tends to enjoy the outdoors, nature, and activity. Even though this is her desire, she still takes to studying easily and proves herself to be quite and eager learner as she learns to master her new found talents in sending (telepathy) and mass moving (telekinesis) abilities.
My hero could easily be played by Luke Evans. Hadrian Aleron is an intense young man of purpose. He tends toward kindness when not distracted by weighty concerns. As a youngest son groomed from young age for public office, he doesn’t have all the usual self-preservation skills of his elder brothers, but he makes up for that by being very proficient at his job, which is overseeing and supporting all the talent users in the peninsular nation of Pratinus.
Plum filled my thoughts as Errol looked for the Shuttered thought. After a few moments, he withdrew. “Now, maintain that until Korneli comes in the fall. I will have him look for it and we shall see if he can break your defenses.”
He made some notes in his log and then reached for my code book. I interrupted his movement with a question. It had been bothering me since we began studying the defensive training a week ago. “When am I ever going to need this? Are you planning on me being undercover or something?”
Errol pinned me with an amused glance. “This is standard material, Zez. Every Talent trainee covers this stuff.”
“But what are you planning for me to be?”
“You already know the position opportunities available: Trainer, Assistant to the Sept Son, Defender, Tester, Recruiter, User, and other odd jobs.”
“But you and Selwyn have something specific in mind for me,” I pointed out.
Errol raised an eyebrow in my direction. Every aspect of his body language and facial expression spoke of innocent surprise, but I knew better. Somehow an essence of concerned fear flickered in my mind’s eye. He was trying to hide the fact that I was striking close to home. They did have plans for me, but I was not going to get them from him.
“Open your code book, Zez. It is time again to copy the allowed and disallowed offensive uses of the Talents.”
I complied, flipping the heavy tome to the appropriate page and taking up my quill. However, my thoughts were not on the words I was writing. They were caught up in trying to figure out why Errol didn’t want me to know what he and Selwyn had planned.