Edea woke with a shake. The first thing she did was shiver. This is home she thought, then why won't it take me in? She looked around the room. Her vision blurred, naturally, she rubbed them. This cleared her sight a bit. She spied Ringabel in the bed across from her's. He was snoring loudly. She silently slipped out of her bed and changed out of her sleeping gown. As she walked back in the sleeping room, she heard a small, sleepy voice, "Edea?" Edea spun around to see Tiz standing about 16 feet away. She jumped back, surprised and then whispered, "TIZ! You startled me."
"I know." He replied quietly. He was dressed in his everyday clothing.
"Where are you going?" Edea asked.
"I'd like to say the same to you." He silently spoke. He flicked the hair out of his face reveling his right eye. She noticed he still had bed head so he must have just woken up.
"So, where?" He repeated.
She couldn't help but star at his hair. A living rat's rest that's for sure, "You better comb that." She said, pointing at his hair.
"Oh, yeah," He said, "But tell me first." She sat there, really, she didn't know what to say. As she stood there thinking, mouth closed, mind ajar, she realized something. She didn't even know where she was going.
"I don't know." She said truthfully, shaking her head. Tiz looked at her innocent face in disbelief, then, after awhile he said, "In that case, i'll brush my hair." He said, walking off. Edea sighed, she turned to the door, then to Ringabel, Then to Anges, who was sleeping peacefully. Then her thoughts shot else where, to the night in the dungeons, to her "chat" with Tiz. A grin spread on her face. She HAD to be around for that. But then her memories continued on to her father. She wiped the grin off her face revealing a grim expression. Her father, her sword, that moment. She looked away with shame and guilt. She chocked up a bit, breathing heavily, she could remember his blood. Instead of shoving this thoughts back in her mind, she let them pass. She let them break her down into a million peices and feel small. A voice spoke, "Edea? Are you alright?"
"Leave me alone!" She yelled without meaning as she barged out of the door and ran down the street. She found an alleyway in which she leaned against the wall and through her hands over her face crying. She slumped down to the ground slowly as she cried. Why did life have to be so cruel? So much blood and death, Why? She cried harder, reviewing her life as she did. All it was, was blood and death stung together by the string of life. All it was was murderous and cruel and...
"What's going on?!" Anges said, half asleep, "Yeah Tiz, what?" Ringabel said sitting up in his bed. Tiz looked over to him, "I think i broke your toy."
"My what?!"