*Hey everybody this is my first Tamora Pierce fic. I've done a few other fics of newsies so if it tickles your fancy to go look, then by all means……………GO
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Why are they calling me again? I haven't visited the wolves in awhile but they are constantly invading my brain lately. I wonder if something is the matter, the call seems urgent.
"Numair, I'm afraid I need to cancel our date for the night, I need to make an urgent trip to Dunlath," said Daine curtly.
"Is something the matter," asked Numair.
"That is what I need to find out, the wolves have been constantly calling me the past few hours. But maybe this could be a good thing, and besides I haven't seen Maura in ages, I miss her."
"If you must. I will arrange for a carriage for us."
"Numair, I need to go alone, you have work need to be done here."
"Okay are you going to shape-shift?
"No this is a formal meeting with the court of Dunlath, I will ride my horse. I will see you shortly darling."
"Yes, sooner rather then later please," he pleaded.
Daine was received warmly by the court of Dunlath; they all seem almost relieved to see her. Maura's hand-maid escorted Daine to Maura's quarters, "Malady has been temperamental these past few weeks, please be careful," whispered the hand-maid. Daine thought this was strange; Maura had always had a sweet demeanor. She walked in to Maura's quarters assuming to find Maura and her husband Vincent. She walked into the quarters to find a disheveled (more then normal) looking Maura.
"He is dead, the wolves killed him," Maura solemnly stated.
I really hope you guys like it. I know it is short but it is late and I have to go to bed. Please read and review. Tell me if I should continue the story. Waffles to all reviewers!!!!!!!!!!