''You can't just leave!''
Iohari's voice cracked, this couldn't be. She and Cylen had always been together, they weren't complete without each other.
''I know this is sudden, but Keeper wants to know what this 'Conclave' is all about''
His voice was laced with sadness and determination, both of them knew that this day would come. Cylen wanted to see more of the world outside his clan, this was moment he had been waiting.
''It's some stupid shemlen crap like always, let them kill each other. Just don't leave me!''
Tears were streaming down her face. She didn't want to be alone, who would take care of his injuries during the travel or make sure that he's eating right if she wasn't there?
''Lethallan''
Cylen wrapped his arms around her holding her close doing his best to comfort her.
''I'll be away for few weeks at most then we'll be together again''
He squeezed Iohari tighter for a moment, air filled with silent promise.
''Ar lath ma lethallin''
She broke their embrace, bitter smile on her face. Something in Iohari told her that this would be their last meeting for a long time.
''Ar lath ma''
He planted one last kiss on her forehead and turned to say goodbye to rest of their clan.
Finally he was ready to leave with his bag full of food and bandages. One last wave and look towards his clan before disappearing in to the woods.