Dominic sighed heavily, looking at the open journal. There was more that he could show her, but it was hardly flattering to him. He had known when he began to beg that it would have no effect, and yet he had not been able to stop himself. There was nothing that one wouldn't do for a child, even if it was humiliating, even if it was impossible.

Quickly he unlocked the journal's spell so that she could read the entry that had been warded to him, he handed it to her, and scooted his chair back a bit so that she could read it without him so close. He turned his chair closer to the fire, gazing into it broodingly and waiting on her to read it.