Zatira smiled and shook his hand firmly. He felt the binding contract of the deal form. Her eyes locked on his, as he felt her seep into his mind. Her eyes slightly unfocused as she started her end of the deal. "Wise choice young mage. I will clear your mind of these troubles. Then I will watch you grow. If I need you, you will know, and you will come." He could feel the dreams and nightmares be sealed away in the recesses of his mind. A sense of ease he had not felt in weeks seeping back into his mind.