Hey its Cherry-BLUE again

I would like to thanks to everyone who read my first fanfic TENDER MOMENTS

Now, this is a rough story but I thought it would be really awesome if the CIRCLE OF MAGIC and the TORTALL met each other, so here is my story.

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ENJOY~!

Disclaimer: Tamora Pierce's Characters are not mine, there might be a chance that they all have different types of personalities. I am just here to write a fanfiction but I will appriciate all your reviews.

Summary: Years after reforming the circle of magic are now 24, the four were suddenly sent across the universe to the Tortall by raw magic, where they meet the King of Tortall. Why where they sent to this universe? and what is the reason of the person to use raw magic

"SPEACH"

'THOUGHTS'

'TALK THROUGH THE MAGIC CONNECTION'

Chapter One

"My Lady, where are we heading off to this time?" one of the new guards of Sandrilene fa Toren asked her as he trotted next to her and covered left side of his face as the sun raise rose and blinded him for awhile. It was already five to six in the morning, and of course he wasn't that much wake as his lady was. He watched her yawn a bit behind her left hand and tugging onto the reins to pull the horse into Cheeseman Street. The sixth house, a fair dark skin man came out onto the streets holding onto his pot plant, Shakkan.

"Briar!" Sandry called out, trying not to let her voice echo the empty streets. She leaned forward and waved at him. "Where are you working today?" she asked as they filled the gap between them but her answer was muffled with his yawns and which couldn't be comprehended.

Briar didn't bother repeating himself as he ruffled his hair and as he left the two visitors, he patted the above the mistress's horse's nose before heading towards Dedicate Gorse's Kitchen. Leaving the youngest guard looked at the retreating figure.

"Town Square?" Sandry question to her other guard but he just shrugged and dismounted. Holding onto his mistress's mare. They watched Sandry walk towards the house. Where her foster siblings lives.

"Tris!" Cries reach to Sandry's ears as she reached the front doors. "Can you tell your crazy dragon to keep away from my gold wires!" Sandry let out a small chuckle as she headed to the forge on the side of the house instead.

"Here Chime. Eat these instead. No, not those, I still need them" Another fair dark skin ran about the forge as she tried to tug a gold wire out of the glass dragon's mouth. The glass dragon was quite curious of what it would taste like and determined like Daja Kisubo, he flew away from her grasp and onto Sandry's shoulder. "Oh, morning saati." Daja smiled showing off her white teeth.

Sandry only could giggle behind her hand as she glanced behind Daja's form. It seems that they had made a mess as the other gold wires where cluttered with the silver and copper wires, Daja's tools where scattered along to floor as well as a couple of coloured glass that was used to bribery. "Morning saati" Sandry replied as she gently tugged the wire out of Chime's mouth and replaced it with a golden glass which she brought the other day. "It's a nice day for a summer cleaning isn't it?"

~x~

Sandry found the day went was already well past midday as she remembered doing a couple of chores at her foster sibling's house, helping Daja clean up her forge, eating breakfast with her sisters and her guard in the kitchen, cleaning around the living, helping Tris with hanging the wet clothes at the back of the house and watering a couple of plants.

She smiled when she remembered that Chime had took the liberty of gnaw at a new multicoloured glass vase that Tris had bought (and decided to place it somewhere). And Chaos around the house had happen as Chime flew around trying to find as Tris followed while sparking. Both her and Daja tried to hide as smile as they listen to the mouthful of different languages coming out of Tris's mouth. They knew certainly well that Tris was scowling and the poor glass dragon, who decided to hide behind Daja.

"Sandry?" she looked up (coming back to reality) to the owner of the voice. Briar stood there with his back towards her as pulled out a couple of weeds out of the garden. 'Oh yeah, I'm at town square.' She thought to herself and staring at her half finished craftwork in her hands.

Without an answer he continued with a groan, "Do I really have to come to the party?"

"Briar," she sighed, of course he would asked that since she didn't even finish explaining that they were only going to the discipline cottage for dinner to celebrate their years together. "It's not a party. It's dinner at the discipline cottage."

She heard a sigh of relief from him as he stood and wiped his dirty hands onto his breeches. "Do you think, we're going to have some of Dedicate Gorse's food there as well?" his eyes sparkled as he remembered the pastries he this morning. Without a reply, he grabbed his Shakkan and headed off to the horses. "Come then, Sandry. We're going to be late."

Walking out with a couple of long paces. Sandry trotted after him.

~x~

Briar breathed in the cool air as he laid down on the straw roof with the other three sitting around him. Right now, they would have started their small celebration with their teachers and their students but it had seems that Rosethorn had went to grab something else from Dedicate Moonstream, so Lark told them to go up on the roof and look out for her (as well as Nikko and Frostpine were due to come). But all they did was looking at the out stretch of Windy Circle and watched as the sunset slowly started to go down.

"How long has it been with us together like this?" Daja asked as she traced the outlining of her Trader staff. "Eighteen years?"

"No, is twelve years with a house full of girls. How bothersome." Briar joked before getting nudged by the Trader staff. "Oh well, I should be glad coz without you guys. We wouldn't have claimed the title of the Youngest Mages to receive the mage's medallion or came to the point we are now. Except for the Duchess of course." He teased as he tugged onto her braid, which got slapped.

"Ouch, that was harsh—"

They all stopped as the air went dead and the birds around them went silent...

"Tris, what's happening?" Sandry muttered, as they didn't realize the shadow behind them had started to loom over them. The suddenly becoming pitch black, Sandry scream causing Lark and the Guards to run out to the front staring at the roof, before they got there the young mages had disappeared.

"Lady Sandrilene!?" "Sandry!?" both exclaimed staring now at roof, where the children had disappeared.

"Report to the Duke and if you bump into Niklaren Goldeye, tell him to come here straight away."

With the guards gone, Lark stared at the roof once again. Her smiling face was gone and was now covered in worry.

'Mila. I hope your going to be okay. Briar, Tris, Daja... Sandry'

Hey, as you can see. I've started to change the story around a bit.
Please review of what you think and if you enjoyed the start.

Thankyou.