Disclaimer – I do not own any of the trilogy, but all characters here are mine. The books belong to the author.
Authors Note – This is my first fic for a book, ever, so I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 1-Sleepless Nights
Kyra sang along with her mother as they made dough for the bread they would have that evening, When her father came into the modest, well built, wood house along with her older brother, carrying armfuls of logs for the wood stove. "Kyra! Sienna!" Arrin clapped his strong, weathered hands on their shoulders while giving his wife a kiss. He picked his eight year old daughter, Kyra, up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Ready to go hunting?" She grinned and nodded jumping down from his arms and ran to get her bow from her room. When she came running back with it, she stopped in front of her father. "Ashtyn! Hurry up! I want to leave before all the game leaves!" Kyra tried her best to sound more grown-up. Receiving a grin from her father. Ashtyn came grinning from his room with his larger bow in hand and his quiver strapped on his shoulder. "Well come on then." He grinned as she attached herself to his arm. "It's about time!"
Kyra sighed as she leaned on the windowsill looking at nothing in particular. 'Why do these memories haunt me still?' She looked down and saw people walking past the walls. She stopped when she heard someone outside her door. She ran towards it, jumping over a stool. She pressed her ear against the heavy wood. Nothing, she sighed as she stepped back. The walls were to thick. The sun was fading as she sat on her bed.
Darkness swam in front of her eyes as she lay in bed, the door cracked open and a candle came through it followed by an arm and then her mother, Sienna. "Goodnight honey." The candle light shone against her tanned complexion giving her features a warm glow. Her dark brown eyes sparkled as the flame danced. She sat lightly on the side of her daughter's bed. She gently reached out and stroked her daughter's strange purple/black hair. A flicker of light caught her attention. She looked over and saw a strange thick book sitting on her shelf. She walked towards it and picked it up. "Mommy, what are you doing?" She smiled over at her, "nothing sweetie, go to sleep." She flipped open the book. There was no writing in it. She shrugged and went to close it, something caught her eye, a small patch of writing, To my dearest daughter, Kyra. I hope this book will give you helpful insight. She wiped a tear from her eye before she closed it and put it back. The book reminded her of an awful secret that waited to be told. Careful, not to wake Kyra up she tiptoed out of the room and quietly closed the door. From behind the door, a wail could be heard throughout the entire house.
Kyra screamed as she sat up right. Sweat drenched her face as she tried to block out her mother's wail. She fumbled around until she managed to strike up a lantern. The warm orange glow filled the round tower room. She gingerly pushed off the thick soft blankets off of her and put her small pale foot on the cold wood floor. A shiver went through her body, and she jerked her foot back up onto the soft bed. Her breathing was deep and ragged. As her gaze swept towards the door she could hear the soldiers heavy boots upon the spiral staircase leading to her room. The door burst open and in its place stood a column of ten or more soldiers. "Fair Kyra, what is wrong?" The leader for the night stepped forward. She shook her head and forced a smile, "only a nightmare." The soldiers sighed and rolled their eyes. The captain eyed her, "are you sure?" Kyra nodded tersely and pulled the covers over her head. "Go away now." She didn't dare sit back up until she heard the door shut behind them. She didn't get to sleep that night, her mother's wail haunting her whenever she closed her eyes.
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"Kyra, you look awful." A young maid said.
"Good morning to you to, Tari. I didn't sleep well last night.
"Ah, so that explains why we bounced around in our chambers like an earthquake. Those guards jump at every scream huh?"
Kyra did her best to smile. She got up and looked in the mirror, Tari was right she looked like someone had beaten her up and made her stay awake for three days. Her sleepless nights were beginning to take their toll. A few minutes later a group of chattering maids came in with a wash basin.
She sighed as she sank into it. Always self conscious of the maids staring at her like she was an elf or something you wouldn't normally see. She gasped as Tari, one of her trusted friends poured a bucket of hot water on her head. The water dripped off of her hair. She closed her eyes and sunk into the water.
She stepped out of the basin and into a robe. Tari brought out a pair of green tights, a green tunic edged with gold and a pair of green slippers. She never wore dresses, they didn't let her run. She quickly put them on and Tari took out a leather thong and tied her long purple/black hair into a high ponytail. She stood up and looked in the long mirror. She sighed, she looked fine, not that she really cared, she had an appointment with someone she would rather kill. She grabbed the thick book off of the stand and left.
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There you have it, chapter 1. Just like I said up there this is my first fic for a book. So if you have any suggestions I'd love to hear them. Review please .