A/N: I don't own Stardust, so there.
Leandra woke up soon after Adalia, closing the door to her room to get ready for the day, however uneventful it might be. She moved around the apartment, as she got ready for the first class of her day, how she hated living in that world. Dressing quickly, jeans, a black tee shirt, her usual red sweater, and her black boots. Leandra didn't understand how she could still be there with Adalia and not back in Stormhold. Her eyes went to the door of her room, at least they had befriended each other and she wasn't aware of the circumstances. She thought that she was normal, she had no clue of anything…maybe master was right when he said that she shouldn't know anything. Leandra thought that as she opened the door to her room.
She went into the kitchen then and began making coffee; the appliances in that world were amazing. Coffee makers, electronic stoves, televisions, no wonder the people in that world were lazy…they had created everything that could do their wishes for them. Instead of being witches with slaves, they had machines that polluted the land and the skies. She sipped at her cup of coffee, watching my reflection in the dark liquid; becoming completely oblivious to Adalia eating her cereal across the table from her. Who was the man in the dream, and why did he know her name? Leandra sighed and set the cup down, rubbing at her temples. Every time she had that dream she woke up with a terrible headache, maybe her foresight was kicking in…maybe she was accidentally using her magic. She turned to look out the window, the gray clouds in the sky seeming to dampen her spirits. You could never see the stars here…and even when you could their brightness was nothing compared to that of the sight of them in Stormhold. What was even more depressing was the fact that when a star did brighten, it only meant that the star was going to fall soon. It was amazing how uncaring the people in this world were. She wanted to go back to Stormhold so badly, she could almost taste it…she missed the land, the sounds, the people, and even the stars…even if she still did secretly blame them for sending Adalia and her there to that dreadful place.
Thinking more on the dreams she'd look up from the coffee and eye Adalia, frowning slightly as her eyes changed to an ice blue. That was one thing that she had never been able to control, her eyes always betrayed her emotions, and Adalia could always read them if she was paying close enough attention. Glancing out the window, she'd give a sigh and speak up as she stood and placed her now empty coffee cup in the sink. "I've got some things to take car of before class today, I'll see you when I get home."
Not waiting for an answer, she grabbed her messenger bag at the door and walked out, her mood seeming to fall even lower as she walked outside and noted the fact that it had begun to rain. Muttering under her breath, she'd make her way to the library, hoping that they would have something to grab her attention before she wandered off to class. Her boots made little sound as she walked through the rain and the puddles, crossing streets, and purposefully stepping on every crack that Leandra noticed. She came to a halt once she was at the steps of the library, a sigh released as she walked up the stairs and into the main lobby of the library.
Leandra took a moment to look around before she began walking toward the fiction section of the library, before she made a quick turn into the non-fiction section. Her mind and feet obviously working on the same level, even though Leandra, herself, wasn't paying much attention to where she was going. Coming to a halt in the isle labeled 'fables' she'd glance over the titles of the books, fingers idly tracing over the books as she mindlessly searched. She had no idea of what she was looking for, but she knew that she was supposed to be in this section. Had anyone looked at her they would have noticed the various colors that were crossing over her eyes as she searched, but luckily everyone else was focused on their own literary searches.
Leandra's hand came to a stop over a book labeled 'The Names of the Stars: What They Mean'. Pulling the book off of the shelf she'd flip through the worn down pages, a brow quirked in curiosity. Stopping on a page with names beginning with the letter 'K' she'd glance over it, her eyes immediately stopping on the name 'Killian'. Reading over the information she'd frown, 'of Gaelic origin meaning: small but warlike'. She gave a sigh as she read over the name again, searching for more information on that name, if felt so familiar. After reading the name for the third time she felt as if someone was standing behind her, but before she could turn a voice spoke up. 'Leandra, it is time…Adalia must return to Stormhold, she must take her throne, she is the only one left. You must protect princess Adalia, keep her safe.' She turned her head to see who was behind her, but no one was there. With her hair standing up on the back of her neck, she'd look back to the book and whisper. "Who are you?"
'In time you will see, tell Princess Adalia the truth…return to Stormhold, we need you!' She turned yet again to see no one there, save for a woman in the isle next to her, staring at her like she had lost her mind. Leandra blushed and muttered a small 'sorry' to the woman before she closed the book and made her way to the desk. Checking out the book and placing it in her bag she'd hurry back to her home, hoping that Adalia hadn't gone to class yet. The time for playing as normal people was over, it was time to reveal the truth and go home…but would Adalia be as open to the idea as Leandra was? After all, Adalia didn't remember a single detail about Stronghold, and she thought that she was a normal person, not the future ruler of an entire Kingdom.
A/N: Sorry this took so long for me to write, life caught hold of me and wouldn't let go. I apologize also for the short length of the chapter, but things happen. Enjoy!