Note: I do not own these characters. if I did . I would be a very happy
person. The happy person is Tamora Pierce, not I.
The Child
Chapter One
Numair felt the sun creeping in through the windows. He got up slowly and carefully as not to disturb the person in bed with him-his wife of two years-Daine. As he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he contemplated over the last two years with his love. They got married shortly after the Scanran scare with Blythe and those metal monsters. Grabbing the window opportunity, they had a quiet wedding amongst friends and animals. Since then, it has been one of the things Numair didn't regret doing. As he fingered his long nose, Daine rolled over in bed. Numair smiled to himself crookedly and pondered whether or not to wake his wife. Deciding against it, he got up silently, and wrapped the covers more tightly around Daine's swelling belly.
It was a little after sunrise when Daine awoke. She noticed that Numair had already left and she could smell the rolls he was baking in their little kitchen. She sat up, letting sleep roll of her eyelids and body. She looked down upon her belly and placed a hand over the six-month-old swell. She smiled, happy to be Numair's wife and happier to be carrying his child. Knowing that she had to teach classes soon stopped her from day dreaming about their child. She carefully pushed herself out of bed-a task becoming harder and harder to do every month, and joined her love in the kitchen.
" Darling." Numair's head turned as he heard her whisper. " Why didn't you wake me up?" Numair walked over to her. " I thought some rest would do you good before the start of the new school year. Those pages can be absolutely daunting. However, I have a few new spells to keep them quiet with.." He trailed off, seeing the smile in Daine's eyes and lips. Quickly realizing her condition, he drew a chair for her. " Sit, magelet, sit. Breakfast will be ready shortly. " No sooner had Diane plopped into the chair than the door burst open, and Nealan of Queescove gasping and sweating came into their kitchen.
Chapter Two
" Neal?" asked Daine, getting up from her chair. " Are you alright? What happened?" Neal, pale and sweating, gasped for breath. " I-I-It's not." He broke off, coughing and choking. Numair quickly brought over tea which he gulped down. Then, he started again. " Daine, Master Numair, I-I'm sorry for barging in like this but there's a problem." Daine's eyes widened. Nuamir's lips started to turn white. " What sort of problem?" He asked, his voice not revealing his fear. " My father sent me on behlaf of Lord Raoul. He and his men are bogged down because of his horses. They all broke or sprained their legs. That wouldn't be much of a problem except that they are also being attacked by these things that came out of the water. Swords and arrows don't help." Once finished, he slumped back into his chair, took a breath, then contiuned. " They are just outside the Palace gates, in the forest. The King figured that Daine and you would be best for the job." Daine sank back into her chair, Numair started pacing. " Doesn't your father know that my wife is in a very unstable condition and- " He was broken off by Daine touching him on the back. " It's alright, love. I'll go and fix up the horses and take to those water things. Carrying your child doesn't put my wild magic on hold. I'll be back in time for my first class. Besides, " she grinned at Neal, " With Sir Neal to protect me, what on Earth can happen?" Neal flushed a deep crimson colour. Without giving Numair time to think about what she just said, Daine grabbed Neal and they rushed to the aid of Lord Raoul.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!!! I need to know if you like this plot, the way it's going. The meeting with the Gods as stated in the summary is coming. If you don't review I WON'T CONTIUNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Feel free to e-mail me as well ( put FanFiciton Story in the subject line please, at gossiptalk@yahoo.com) THANKS!!!!!!
The Child
Chapter One
Numair felt the sun creeping in through the windows. He got up slowly and carefully as not to disturb the person in bed with him-his wife of two years-Daine. As he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he contemplated over the last two years with his love. They got married shortly after the Scanran scare with Blythe and those metal monsters. Grabbing the window opportunity, they had a quiet wedding amongst friends and animals. Since then, it has been one of the things Numair didn't regret doing. As he fingered his long nose, Daine rolled over in bed. Numair smiled to himself crookedly and pondered whether or not to wake his wife. Deciding against it, he got up silently, and wrapped the covers more tightly around Daine's swelling belly.
It was a little after sunrise when Daine awoke. She noticed that Numair had already left and she could smell the rolls he was baking in their little kitchen. She sat up, letting sleep roll of her eyelids and body. She looked down upon her belly and placed a hand over the six-month-old swell. She smiled, happy to be Numair's wife and happier to be carrying his child. Knowing that she had to teach classes soon stopped her from day dreaming about their child. She carefully pushed herself out of bed-a task becoming harder and harder to do every month, and joined her love in the kitchen.
" Darling." Numair's head turned as he heard her whisper. " Why didn't you wake me up?" Numair walked over to her. " I thought some rest would do you good before the start of the new school year. Those pages can be absolutely daunting. However, I have a few new spells to keep them quiet with.." He trailed off, seeing the smile in Daine's eyes and lips. Quickly realizing her condition, he drew a chair for her. " Sit, magelet, sit. Breakfast will be ready shortly. " No sooner had Diane plopped into the chair than the door burst open, and Nealan of Queescove gasping and sweating came into their kitchen.
Chapter Two
" Neal?" asked Daine, getting up from her chair. " Are you alright? What happened?" Neal, pale and sweating, gasped for breath. " I-I-It's not." He broke off, coughing and choking. Numair quickly brought over tea which he gulped down. Then, he started again. " Daine, Master Numair, I-I'm sorry for barging in like this but there's a problem." Daine's eyes widened. Nuamir's lips started to turn white. " What sort of problem?" He asked, his voice not revealing his fear. " My father sent me on behlaf of Lord Raoul. He and his men are bogged down because of his horses. They all broke or sprained their legs. That wouldn't be much of a problem except that they are also being attacked by these things that came out of the water. Swords and arrows don't help." Once finished, he slumped back into his chair, took a breath, then contiuned. " They are just outside the Palace gates, in the forest. The King figured that Daine and you would be best for the job." Daine sank back into her chair, Numair started pacing. " Doesn't your father know that my wife is in a very unstable condition and- " He was broken off by Daine touching him on the back. " It's alright, love. I'll go and fix up the horses and take to those water things. Carrying your child doesn't put my wild magic on hold. I'll be back in time for my first class. Besides, " she grinned at Neal, " With Sir Neal to protect me, what on Earth can happen?" Neal flushed a deep crimson colour. Without giving Numair time to think about what she just said, Daine grabbed Neal and they rushed to the aid of Lord Raoul.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!!! I need to know if you like this plot, the way it's going. The meeting with the Gods as stated in the summary is coming. If you don't review I WON'T CONTIUNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Feel free to e-mail me as well ( put FanFiciton Story in the subject line please, at gossiptalk@yahoo.com) THANKS!!!!!!
