A/N- Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you probably the most shipped ship in the whole series so far, Rollin! This was, once again, written right after Hunted. After Rollan I seated at the knights table. I know, once again, not to great! But, what do you expect? I LOVE THE FLUFF!Anyways, enjoy, and expect the next one to be Tarik x Lishay...with a VARY personal twist(well..it's a twist in my opinion)!
It didn't take long at all for Rollan to get sick of this so called 'Knights Table'. Untrustworthy and suspicious, the lot of them were, but then again, he had a long reputation for not trusting people. Either way, he was sick of watching all these people eat and talk about stupid adult stuff (just because he was saving the world doesn't mean he had to like stuff like economics, whatever that was). Looking around, he wished for a moment that he could see threw Essix eyes.
He knew if he found a partner, he could escape to the dance floor. But the task of finding a partner was harder then it looked. There was almost no one his age, or even around it as far as he saw. It was like finding a a needle in a hay stack, impossible. But, then again, ever since Essix, he didn't really believe in impossible anymore. Keeping up his search, he saw Meilin at the other table, getting up to leave it. A single thought ran threw his head, and he almost shake his head to clear him mind of it. He was sure she would hurt him if she knew what he was thinking. But, it was his only option. He was going to have to ask Meilin to dance. No way was he staying trapped here.
"Excuse me, thank you." Rollan said. The eleven year old stood quickly as the Lord nodded to him. Whew, he thought, that was close. Searching the crowd again, he was well aware of Lord MacDonnell's gaze on him, the man was making sure he was not just trying to get out of his 'reward' for coming and telling the truth about the harpist. He had to talk to Meilin, and fast. But it wasn't long till he found her again. She was talking to Conor and Abeke, who were eating with one another.
Growing up on the streets as an orphan, you don't learn manners. Rollan had no idea how to ask a girl to dance, more importantly, a girl like Meilin, who had grown up in the highest society. Suddenly a bit nervous, he cleared his throat to get her attention. They all turned to him, with a curious look as to what he may want. "Hey, Rollan! Do you need something?" Conor said in a happy tone. All the sudden Meilin gave him that what do you want now kindof looks, and his shoes became vary interesting.
"Umm..yeah, I do." He turned his look to Meilin. Who raise an eyebrow to his glance. " Meilin...Would you like to dance with me?" He decided to just blurt it out and get it over with. He did his best to show a face that pleaded with the girl, trying to show her it was more serious then it sounded. The girl thought to herself for a moment and looked at him once again, it was then that he gently tipped his head towards the table he was just at.
A sigh od relief escaped him. Standing there, he hoped Meilin would help him out, as he had no clue what to do from that point. It didn't take her long to, either. As a second or two passed, she held out her hand to him. He clumsily took it and lead her on to the dance floor. Then his palm begun to sweat a bit and he got nervous. But it was as they left the other two that she pinched him and harshly said in a hushed voice. " What are you doing!?" Instantly, he took his hand to rub where the girl had pinched.
By the time his wrist stopped hurting, they were on the dance floor. Rollan, once again confused and clueless as to what he is to do. Rolling her brown eyes, she took both of his hands and placed one on her hip, and one in her held out hand, then they begun to dance with Meilin leading, as she was sure he had to clue about that either. It didn't take long for him to start explaining, as the killing look she shot him scared him deeply. "I had to get away from that table." Rollan explained. "I was like they were holding me prisoner, they wouldn't let me just leave. I needed an excuse."
Meilin was trying to listen, she really was. But it was hard as she was trying to focuses on not stepping on his feet. As soon as they had started dancing, she was flustered and distracted form everything but her hand and his. She was so nervous. Was her hand sweating in his? It felt slippery, could he feel it? Oh no! These thoughts all ran threw her head as they started to dance.
This is ridiculous, Melilin thought, I don not have a crush on Rollan!
A/N- Also forgot to mention that Spirit Animals IS NOT MINE(As I am not the wonderful Brandon Mull)! And please tell me if there's a pairing you want to see, or a idea for one. I'm open to pretty much all suggestions you awesome readers got!