Remembered Well

by Beechfield Eros

Don't wait up," she had said. She left late, and planned to stay out even later. He waited and worried. But was his dread misplaced? Or was he right to worry?

A/N: My very first fanfic. Although its written for Tortall, I couldn't decide which characters its meant for. So its up to you to decide.

DISCLAIMER: Anything you recognize belongs to the esteemed Tamora Pierce. I do not benefit from this, so please don't sue me.

Remembered Well

He remembered well.

The sky was shadowed, the stars veiled. It was a dark night; one that caused uneasy shivers up the spine.

Don't wait up, she had said. It was the first time she had used the phrase.

He remembered well.

He felt restless. He couldn't sleep, couldn't think. He had paced half the night away. She had taken his charm; for that, he was thankful.

But would she need it? Would she use it? Half of him wanted her to call him with it, just so that he had an excuse to go to her. The other half dreaded the call.

Yes, he remembered that night very well.

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A/N: So? What do you think? Should there be a sequel/continuation? Please, please, please (gets down on knees) review.