"Small wonder you collapsed the way you did. Mortal minds aren't really equipped to deal with the Infinite. I think your foggy memory may be for the best, my child. It's just possible that your mind might have the tendency to become unhinged if everything you learned was packed into your conscious mind," Kewero returned with mirth.
"Just like a trunk that is overfilled. Leudh and I once broke the hinges on a trunk when we tried to put too much in it. Momma wasn't very pleased with us at the time," Flindra recalled with a grin on her lips. Then in a more sober tone she continued, "I think it's also possible that I need to gain some understanding to utilize the knowledge locked within my mind. This understanding can only be born through experience."
Kewero laughed outright. "My dear, my dear. It seems that we have traded places. You are now my teacher!"
A blush rushed to Flindra's cheeks at this praise from her mentor. "You exaggerate, dear mother, I still have much to learn from you!"
"You've never called me that before! Why dear mother?"
"Because you are a mother to me - one of the dear women who have shown me so much. My birth mother, who gave me the gift of life; my foster mother, whose love still fills my heart with comfort; my dear teacher, who has shown me the path to wisdom. I owe you much, dear Kewero; you have devoted your life to me and mine. My debt is great."
Kewero touched the younger woman on the shoulders. "I'm honored, more than you can possibly know. These words mean much to me, Flindra. I've learned to think of you as a daughter but I didn't feel I had the right to say anything for you are a princess of the line of King Meldh."
"Of course you had the right to say it!" Flindra pulled her into a hug. "You, of all people in the world, have earned that right. I love you, Kewero, and I'm glad I finally spoke my heart."
"Thank you, Flindra, and know that I love you, too." She smiled happily. "Are you ready to start today's lesson?"
"I am."
"Good."
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