(Esswyn, ...)

(I want you to succeed in this quest. Therefore, I will provide what help I can. However, the task is your hands. You do understand this, do you not?)

Esswyn's responding posture and body language was one of submission and obedience. However, her eyes held a distant glint of rebellion.

(Does she think I did not know of my action? Not know that I made a Life Vow?) The breath she exhaled was just short of being described as either a snort or a sigh of exasperation. How old did a Human have to be, before a Dragon took them seriously? Still, she arched her neck and although it had some aspects of indignation, her head came low enough to qualify well into the realm of submission.

Again Essa nodded. Her nod, when it came, was also submissive and accompanied by a polite and kindly expression of gratitude. (My Lady, I treasure the opportunity to look through your library. Perhaps ... just perhaps ... there is something that either will aid us directly or else give us a lead where to look for what we need.) Bronwyn nodded once and then let the matter drop. There was nothing more she could do or say about this. It all depended on Esswyn's efforts from then on. Essa knew this, but in her heart of hearts her spirit soared and sang.