I'm still wondering if I should have this story be a full on canon or if this story should have a romance between Will and Evanlyn. I'm thinking that there probably was not that much romance obvious in the book between Will and Evanlyn but we both know how Evanlyn feels about Will so it should be a little bit natural to have some loving feelings coming from her. Tell me what you think. If you do prefer it to have some extra romance with examples of just some kissing and extra kind words let me know. But if you want it one hundred perfect canon, then let me know also. I have a feeling that even if I do have it be one hundred percent canon there Will be some extra affection and such because it is true when it is said that they had formed a "special relationship" together. I'm sorry the update took so long. I'm a very busy person. Please review this chapter. I don't care what you write just be honest and tell me how you think. I'll dedicate the next chapter to a reviewer!

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Will sighed and woke from his sleep. His dreams had been confusing and he'd already almost forgotten them. It seemed like he'd been sleeping for only a short about of time. He opened his eyes slowly and became aware of his surroundings.

Evanlyn was sitting in the chair next to the table. There was a bucket of water that she was using to clean what looked like to be last night's dishes. Her eyes were on her task and it looked as if she had not noticed him waking from his sleep. Evanlyn's golden blond hair seemed to shine as she carefully worked her way to cleaning the pan used to cook last night's catch.

"Evanlyn?" he whispered.

"Will," Evanlyn looked up quickly and smiled. "You're awake."

Will smiled and slowly got up from his cot. He took a moment to observe the blankets he was holding on top of himself last night. They looked to be made out of some type of rough clothing. He turned around and walked quietly toward Evanlyn.

"What are you doing?" he asked her quietly.

She gave him a small smile. "Cleaning the pots and pans,"

"Looks like fun." Will said and slowly sat down on the floor by the fire. He paused for a moment to look into it. The flames were crawling up the wood slowly and the light hurt his eyes for some reason. He looked away.

Will bit his lip, "Is there anything I can do?"

Evanlyn looked at her young friend. His brown eyes had confusion still in them and she could see that he was desperate for something to do. The young Ranger knew how much Evanlyn had helped him while he was drugged and he felt that he needed to make up for it somehow. But the Princess shook her head.

"I need help," she said softly, "but you need to get some sleep. You sleep for not very long."

Will started to protest but something in his head stopped him. It might have been sense. He did feel tired and he knew he had to rebuild his strength if they were to have any chance of being able to cross the unruly mountains in the spring. He nodded slowly and got up from his area on the floor and walked over to his cot. Will's eyes were already closing from exhaustion when he got into the bed.

He fought off the temptation to sleep for a moment. He needed time to think. In all of the things that had happened in the last twenty-four hours he never did stop and have time to comprehend what was going on. The whole story was hard to believe. The story was that Will and Alyss had been kidnapped and taken to the cold country of Skandia. There they had been given to be slaves at the snowy capital. Will had been chosen to be a yard slave and Evanlyn was taken to be a worker for inside. Evanlyn had told Will it had been a horrible time for Will. She had described what had happened in great detail because she felt Will had a right to know the information. Then Will had become drugged. He remembered her telling him about this vividly.

Will and Evanlyn were sitting together by the fire. They looked at each other quietly then looked away again. Evanlyn closed her eyes as tears began to leak through her eyes once again.

"What happened after that?" Will asked the girl quietly.

The whole story had been horrible so far. He hated these Skandian pirates for what they had done to them. Nobody seemed as bad as them. They were the reason the two of them were stuck here in another country, so far away from home.

"You were drugged, Will." Evanlyn said softly while she looked at the young man's brown eyes.

Will's eyes were filled with contusion even more now. Every part of the story was coming as a complete shock to him. Being drugged seemed the most horrible thing yet. His eyebrows knitted in confusion and he looked to the young woman for help.

"Drugged?" he repeated and closed his eyes.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Go on," Will said and braced himself for the rest of the story.

"The drug was called Warmweed." Evanlyn continued, "Somehow you were tricked into taking the drug when you were still aware of yourself. Warmweed is horrible. It makes you forget everything that you were before you had taken it. You have no dreams, no joys, nothing."

Will shook his head and looked across the room toward Evanlyn. It was still early morning and outside the sun was shining high in the Skandian sky. Will knew had been drugged. He had accepted that. But now Will wanted to know why. He wanted to know who had done it and how they had succeeded.

Then suddenly something flashed in his mind. A face, he was sure. Then he felt something else. He closed his eyes and it seemed his mind was trying to show something to him.

The waves crashed onto the deck of the ship with a horribly loud sound. Then the water came rushing across the deck. Will coughed and groaned silently as he grabbed hold of the ship again. The water pounded against him and the Ranger had to use all of his might not to let go at that very moment. He could not breathe or see. All he wanted was this horrific sensation to end. If he had to die, let if be. Just stop the rush of water and the ringing in his ears. Then the water stopped.

He felt the deck below him still moving with the waves but the huge wave that had crashed over Wolfwind was gone. Will breathed in quickly, grateful for finally having air. But his mouth was still full of water and he breathed in the water. He started coughing and his eyes burned as he felt a soft hand on his back and shoulder, comforting him. Will spit up the water and looked quickly to the left of him. Evanlyn was looking at him with concerned and weary eyes. The green eyes seemed to help him as he finally got air into his lungs instead of water. His breathing was back to normal now and the two teenagers smiled wordlessly at each other on the deck of the Skandian ship.

The young man's eyes opened quickly and he shook his head. Somehow he had remembered that piece of information. He guessed that it was a good sign. It showed he was recovering. The information comforted the boy for a moment before he heard a small movement from across the room. As he looked closer and his eyes adjusted to the dark, he realized it was Evanlyn.

The honey blond beauty was adjusting to a small bed by the wall. She had made the bed out of blankets from all around the room. Will smiled as she lay down in her sleeping area and closed her eyes and opened them again. Her hair was messy and everywhere as she turned and made herself comfortable in her blankets. Her breathing was soft but Will knew better than to think she had fallen asleep.

"Evanlyn?" Will whispered after a few minutes.

Evanlyn's head moved up from her pillow-type object and looked at Will with questioning eyes. She was surprised that he was awake. He had been sleeping for some hours. Evanlyn could not see Will very clearly in the darkness but she knew that whatever he was going to say was important to the young Ranger.

"Yes, Will?" she said softly in reply.

There was a few seconds of silence before Will replied. His eyes were on her face that seemed to glow even though it was pitch black inside the cabin. The fire had died out hours ago. He pulled the covers up to his chin and settled himself in for more rest.

"Thank you," Will said quietly.

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