An Old Flame never Turned Fire
It wasn't just the infatuations and Yukimi. Neal met another. And when the war ends and things have changed. He meets her again...
He remembered her from his days at University, her infectious laugh, her graceful movements, she had always been graceful, that had been part of why he had made a point to meet her. He remembered her dancing honey colored eyes and uncommonly long amber hair. He remembered that war magic came easily for her and her struggle to cultivate her almost nonexistent healing gift.
Yes unfortunately he remembered. Almost constantly in those first months before Kel came and distracted him. But her letters still came monthly and brought him some comfort. She often said he was crazy but she still loved him.
In the years that followed he remembered her during the long nights when he couldn't sleep, his arms crossed above his head, eyes locked moodily on the ceiling as he remembered Sarrathi. He wondered how things were, if anything had changed since his departure. He wondered what she looked like now, or if she was as she had been four years ago. Her letters had stopped soon after his second year, and he was now halfway through his first year as a squire.
He remembered that she had loved to hear about Keladry in his letters to her and he loved to tell about her. No one ever heard him tell of Sarrathi thought, no one really every heard him talk about university, and no one asked. No one really knew anything about Sarrathi save his parents, and they only knew her name. Sarra had often expressed a desire to meet Keladry when she came to the capital and he had promised to introduce them.
She would be seventeen now that he was nineteen, almost twenty. She would be taking the bachelors exams next year. He wondered if she might stay for the Masters exams four years after the Bachelors Exams. He doubted it, Sarra hated school and had often expressed her view that there was no point in staying for Masters unless you wanted the thick robe and fancy title. He knew that eventually she would go back, once her boundless energy had somewhat diminished, that wasn't going to be anytime soon.
The dawn light crept into the room and he groaned. He would spend the morning running errands for Alanna and spend the evening at a ball. Not that he disliked balls, he just wasn't in the mood for yet another, but the Progress had only begun.
A/N: Just a very very Prologue, if I get good reviews I'll type the rest of this up, It's short but so cute I had to post it. I have it all written out till the end so if you want more just say so. Review, Flame, whatever…