Chapter 1

Daila raked the hay onto the neat little pile she had created in the manger. She didn't mind this work; she got to be close to the family horses. Her family didn't have that many horses, to be sure. They were a middle class farming family of Valdemar. And, Daila liked that just fine.

"Rightyo, just a little cleaner and we're done sweeties!" she called to the horses.

Daila continued to rake the hay.

And stopped.

Something else was making a swooshing noise in the manger even after she had stopped. Daila looked up and was met by a pair of astonishingly blue eyes.

:I am Thalana. You are Daila. I Choose you.:

Daila proceeded to faint very neatly onto the pile of raked hay.