(A/N) Okay, I am very excited to present to you my latest work of art. This
story is one of my favorite ideas that I've had yet because it has lots of
potential; and LOTS of fluff. Fluff up the wahzoo. So please, bear with me
through this, because I promise you that you will like the ending or I will
personally mail you five dollars....
June 28: Hey you guys, I added translations at the bottom.
Daine shifted in her seat, her body going numb from sitting in a saddle all day. She was careful not to wake the sleeping toddler in front of her. Teresa wasn't old enough to ride on her own safely, so Daine had to put the girl in front of her for the whole journey back to Tortall.
Went out on a limb
Gone too far
Broken down at the side of the road
Stranded on the outskirts and the sun's creepin' up
The five year old was still asleep, a smile dancing upon her soft pink lips. She had porcelain skin and curly brown hair like her mother, but her eyes were exact replicas of her father's: chocolate brown eyes that seemed to know no end.
Baby's in the backseat
Still fast asleep
Dreamin' of better days
Daine sighed and wondered how much longer they would have to travel until they reached their destination. She would have liked to stay in Galla, but with the collapse of the government and revolution, she had no source of income. She had stayed in Galla, living off the wealth that she had acquired over the years, but pretty soon, even that wasn't enough to survive in the country with the turmoil and confusion pushing prices on everything up tremendously. Teresa was no help to the costs either. She was accident-prone running into everything, break the object and sometimes herself; Daine found the healers bills to be quite expensive. She often found herself wondering why she hadn't stayed in Tortall where the royal healers would have gladly cured Teresa for no cost at all.
It was because of him that she didn't stay. He had hurt her too much to make her stand the cruelty any more. So Daine packed up everything she had, said goodbye to all the things that she loved, and started to work for the Gallan government. A few months after her arrival in Galla, Daine had Teresa, and the sorrow came once again. But it died out in time and she slid into the comfort of routine in her new life.
But a few months before the routine was broken. There was always unrest in Galla about the government, but the people found out how strong they were and came together; they took over the government and Daine found her self jobless. The instability and calamitous nature of the country, Daine found it wise to move her and her daughter back to Tortall. So once again, she packed up everything that she had and was on the road again.
She was going to the only place that she knew would take her in after she had left so abruptly. Daine was just hoping that she could still count on this person after five years. But she was confident enough not to think of any other places to go if she was rejected.
Don't want to call you but you're all I have to turn to
Daine saw the house looming in the distance and she smiled. Her journey was coming to an end at last; or it was just beginning. Teresa woke up and yawned so big that her small frame trembled.
"Bonjour, Mama," Teresa said to her mother in her small voice. "Ça va?"
"Oui, ça va. Et toi?" Daine replied.
"Ça va comme çi, comme ça. Mais, je suis fatigué," Teresa said.
"We'll be there soon, darling," Daine said in Common to her trilingual daughter.
Teresa nodded and leaned back against her mother's form. Daine leaned down and kissed the top of her head. She clicked her tongue and her horse picked up the pace. They soon came to the stables of the house and Daine handed the reins to Teresa. The girl held them while her mother dismounted and then lifted her off of the horse. Teresa squealed with delight at the sensation of being in the air.
Daine and Teresa walked to the front of the house. "Mama, je t'aime," Teresa said.
Daine looked at her daughter and smiled. "Je t'aime aussi," she replied.
"Ti amo," Teresa said again.
"Ti amo anche," Daine replied.
They came to the front door and Daine knocked. A man came to the door and Daine felt her heart beat rapidly. "Daine is that you?" the man asked.
"Yes it's me Numair."
(A/N) Sorry that was so short. I just wanted to get the idea out there. Yay, I think I'll update tomorrow...
June 28: Okay, so I've gotten a lot of requests for the translations of what they're saying. So, I'm using French and Italian for Gallan and Tyran... Oh, I'm using an online translator because Italian is not of the languages that I speak, so don't blame me if it's not perfect. Ça va?: How are you? Oui, ça va. Et toi?: Good and how are you doing? Ça va comme çi, comme ça. Mais, je suis fatigué: I'm okay. But, I'm tired. Mama, je t'aime: Mom, I love you Je t'aime aussi: I love you too Ti amo: I love you Ti amo anche: I love you too
Daine shifted in her seat, her body going numb from sitting in a saddle all day. She was careful not to wake the sleeping toddler in front of her. Teresa wasn't old enough to ride on her own safely, so Daine had to put the girl in front of her for the whole journey back to Tortall.
Went out on a limb
Gone too far
Broken down at the side of the road
Stranded on the outskirts and the sun's creepin' up
The five year old was still asleep, a smile dancing upon her soft pink lips. She had porcelain skin and curly brown hair like her mother, but her eyes were exact replicas of her father's: chocolate brown eyes that seemed to know no end.
Baby's in the backseat
Still fast asleep
Dreamin' of better days
Daine sighed and wondered how much longer they would have to travel until they reached their destination. She would have liked to stay in Galla, but with the collapse of the government and revolution, she had no source of income. She had stayed in Galla, living off the wealth that she had acquired over the years, but pretty soon, even that wasn't enough to survive in the country with the turmoil and confusion pushing prices on everything up tremendously. Teresa was no help to the costs either. She was accident-prone running into everything, break the object and sometimes herself; Daine found the healers bills to be quite expensive. She often found herself wondering why she hadn't stayed in Tortall where the royal healers would have gladly cured Teresa for no cost at all.
It was because of him that she didn't stay. He had hurt her too much to make her stand the cruelty any more. So Daine packed up everything she had, said goodbye to all the things that she loved, and started to work for the Gallan government. A few months after her arrival in Galla, Daine had Teresa, and the sorrow came once again. But it died out in time and she slid into the comfort of routine in her new life.
But a few months before the routine was broken. There was always unrest in Galla about the government, but the people found out how strong they were and came together; they took over the government and Daine found her self jobless. The instability and calamitous nature of the country, Daine found it wise to move her and her daughter back to Tortall. So once again, she packed up everything that she had and was on the road again.
She was going to the only place that she knew would take her in after she had left so abruptly. Daine was just hoping that she could still count on this person after five years. But she was confident enough not to think of any other places to go if she was rejected.
Don't want to call you but you're all I have to turn to
Daine saw the house looming in the distance and she smiled. Her journey was coming to an end at last; or it was just beginning. Teresa woke up and yawned so big that her small frame trembled.
"Bonjour, Mama," Teresa said to her mother in her small voice. "Ça va?"
"Oui, ça va. Et toi?" Daine replied.
"Ça va comme çi, comme ça. Mais, je suis fatigué," Teresa said.
"We'll be there soon, darling," Daine said in Common to her trilingual daughter.
Teresa nodded and leaned back against her mother's form. Daine leaned down and kissed the top of her head. She clicked her tongue and her horse picked up the pace. They soon came to the stables of the house and Daine handed the reins to Teresa. The girl held them while her mother dismounted and then lifted her off of the horse. Teresa squealed with delight at the sensation of being in the air.
Daine and Teresa walked to the front of the house. "Mama, je t'aime," Teresa said.
Daine looked at her daughter and smiled. "Je t'aime aussi," she replied.
"Ti amo," Teresa said again.
"Ti amo anche," Daine replied.
They came to the front door and Daine knocked. A man came to the door and Daine felt her heart beat rapidly. "Daine is that you?" the man asked.
"Yes it's me Numair."
(A/N) Sorry that was so short. I just wanted to get the idea out there. Yay, I think I'll update tomorrow...
June 28: Okay, so I've gotten a lot of requests for the translations of what they're saying. So, I'm using French and Italian for Gallan and Tyran... Oh, I'm using an online translator because Italian is not of the languages that I speak, so don't blame me if it's not perfect. Ça va?: How are you? Oui, ça va. Et toi?: Good and how are you doing? Ça va comme çi, comme ça. Mais, je suis fatigué: I'm okay. But, I'm tired. Mama, je t'aime: Mom, I love you Je t'aime aussi: I love you too Ti amo: I love you Ti amo anche: I love you too