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Okay… this is probably the most BORING thing I have ever written but it sets up the story. I have finished the first 2 chappies but I have WRITTERS BLOCK!!!!! Its getting really annoying… This is my first fic so please R+R!
Prologue
It had been 2 years since the Immortals War had ended and Tortall was finally regaining some of its former peace and was prospering under the rule of King Jonathan IV and his queen, Thayet the Peerless. The country, though still plagued by certain immortals, was tranquil. Like most of Tortall's mages and worriers, Veralidaine Sarrasri, also known as the Tortallan Wildmage, was able to relax and to continue to build herself a new life there. For the past 2 years, Numair Salmalin had been courting her and both were happier then ever before. Numair had even told Alanna one rainy April night that Daine completed him. Alanna had begun to notice the change in him, changes, she guessed, that were caused by a girl, actually now an eighteen-year-old woman, with blue-grey eyes and smoky brown curls. Now, finally, both were at rest, a very well deserved and needed rest at that.
