the kindness she radiated was nothing he’d ever experienced before. Delora was forgiving. He was a Mavka, one that still had much to learn and was lacking in humanity, yet she never made him feel... less because of it. Not because she’d never insulted him, which she hadn’t, but because she tried to make sure he was comfortable in asking his questions to her. Delora allowed Magnar to be himself, and he knew himself to be very flawed.
