[Avery nods and carefully balances the book open in one hand, holding his other one out towards the array. Whether or not it actually will improve the incantation he doesn't know, but mages in stories and real life seem to do it from time to time, so surely there has to be more to the action than being overdramatic, right?
The wind slowly begins to pick up as he reads through the incantation, the blood that Ekkehardt freely gave somehow managing to spread and fill every line of the carved sigil despite how little had spilled, glowing brighter and brighter until--]
AH--! HEY!
[The book tumbles from his hands as one of his attendants runs over to Avery at top speed and tucks him under his arm]
Your Highness! What in the world were you doing?!
N, Nothing! We had it covered! Promise!
[He wiggles around in the poor, beleaguered attendant's grip to no avail, only managing to knock his mask loose to hang around his neck.]
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The wind slowly begins to pick up as he reads through the incantation, the blood that Ekkehardt freely gave somehow managing to spread and fill every line of the carved sigil despite how little had spilled, glowing brighter and brighter until--]
AH--! HEY!
[The book tumbles from his hands as one of his attendants runs over to Avery at top speed and tucks him under his arm]
Your Highness! What in the world were you doing?!
N, Nothing! We had it covered! Promise!
[He wiggles around in the poor, beleaguered attendant's grip to no avail, only managing to knock his mask loose to hang around his neck.]
We were just fine! Right, Ekkehardt?