~*~Still Burning~*~
Prologue
:The time has come for you to make your choice: declared a voice, :Will you return as Herald or Companion?:
:I wish to be with my beloved. I shall be whatever she chose: replied the spirit of the young Herald.
:Very well then. I wish you luck in this new life, Herald.:
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As the Heralds honored their friend and savior Lavan Firestorm, Healer-trainee Elenor and Lavan's sister, Macy stood apart from them. They agreed that in honor of the brave young man and his Companion they would name the firstborn children in each of their families after either one or the other. Both decided to continue this tradition in their families to keep the Herald and Companion alive in their memories.
This tradition was followed in by both families for many generations, even after the two lost touch. Our story begins in the countryside, where Macy moved with Tuck after he grew too old to serve the Heralds on circuit and was unsuccessful as a teacher. They lived on a large farm that their family continued to own until the time of Queen Selney.
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The grin on Saba's smile grew wide as she watched her first child Kalira prance toward the dining table leading her little brother. Her husband Joren stood behind the two, ready to catch the boy, should he fall. The child was also observed by her grandmother Brenna, who took care of her small family to the best of her ability at her age. Kalira was the daughter Saba had wanted for years, since her first child had been stillborn. She greatly resembled her mother but a trace of her father could also be seen in her. Both father and daughter had the same startling blue eyes, but the girl had her mother's light blonde, almost silver, hair. A grin shone upon her bright face when she noticed the pleased smile on her mother's face.
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Across the country, in the center of Haven sat Banji, with his son Lan. The boy was attempting to read a story like his father read the morning paper. The man silently observed his eldest son but no warmth entered his eyes. His gaze then moved to his remaining children, who sat in various poses of disinterest around the room. At one time he had been a jolly man full of cheer but that had ended not long ago. He had lovingly named his son after the legendary Herald Lavan Firestorm after promising his wife he'd do so. Now he appeared to have little affection for the child whose youth had prevented him from noticing his father's cold attitude.
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A/N: ok you have to cut me some slack...this is the very very first time I've attempted to write a Mercedes Lackey fanfic so it may not be all that good...this is just the prologue...sort of gives you a background for what happens later. Tell me what you think please! Review! That's all! Ta ta!!
~*~IndianBabeIII~*~