Alright, so I'm still going to post this story, however, I will also be taking the advice of Jess and will work on two other stories as well, thus making pretty hardcore. . As usual, please R&R.
And of course, the usual disclaimer: Numair and Alanna aren't mine. tear "The Girl," however, is all mine. Woot!
The girl awoke in a cozy room on a comfortable soft bed and looked up to meet the gaze of Numair. The girl took a sharp breath and began to tremble, her eyes wide with fear.
"There's no need to be afraid, girl. That master of yours has been imprisoned; you're free. I am Numair Salmalin. You're quite lucky to be alive after that beating. It's a good thing that Alanna's Gift of healing is so strong. That man just about broke your skull. He actually did break a few of your ribs with those cursed boots of his." He paused for a moment. "What's your name?"
The girl opened her mouth as if to speak, but no words came out. Numair frowned and the girl's trembling intensified. Seeing this, Numair quickly transformed him frown back into a smile. "I'm not angry at you, my dear; I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to know your name."
The girl shrugged at Numair. Suddenly, the girl bolted into a sitting position and began to try to snap her fingers to no avail. Numair gave the girl a confused look but chuckled as he realized the girl was just trying to snap. "Here, let me help you. It's like this-" said Numair as he slowly demonstrated how to snap. When the girl still didn't get it, Numair grabbed the girl's hand to help her set it right. She immediately jerked her hand out of his as her face distorted in pain and tears streaked down her cheeks.
Her hands flew to the side where her former master had impaled her, and Numair saw blood seep through the blankets beneath her fingers. "Alanna! Come quick! The girl's bleeding!" Numair's voice boomed out of his body and frightened the girl. Numair quickly pulled out a light blue handkerchief made of silk and blotted the tears off of the girl's face.
When the girl saw the handkerchief, she seemed to calm down. As Numair touched the handkerchief to her face, the girl's trembling ceased, though tears continued to fall from her eyes and her face remained in a pained grimace. Moments later, Alanna burst into the room and rushed to the girl's side to stop the bleeding.
"You'll want to be put to sleep during all this, girl. This healing will hurt quite a bit." The girl began to shake in fear, and Numair grabbed Alanna's hand before she put it over the girl's eyes to make her sleep. "Alanna, wait. She's scared."
"I can't wait long, Numair."
"I know."
Numair leaned down above the girl, but was afraid to touch her. "You're alright, girl. Alanna won't hurt you, and the sleep isn't forever." He eyed the handkerchief he held. "Do you like my handkerchief?" The girl nodded. "If you're good and cooperative, I'll give it to you; in fact, I'll give you all the handkerchiefs you want in all sorts of different fabrics and colors. Sound fair?"
Numair smiled down at the girl as she nodded. However, she didn't look convinced. Numair slid the handkerchief into the girl's hand, taking care to not let his skin touch hers. "Take this one now so you know that I intend to keep my promise. You can have as many handkerchiefs your heart desires when you wake."
The girl tightened her fist around the handkerchief and smiled up to Numair as she let herself relax. Alanna's hand covered her eyes, and as purple clouded the girl's vision, she fell asleep.
Thanks for reading, and I know it's short. For my later chapters, I'm going to combine some of my written chapters so that it's longer. Please review, and no flaming. Concrits, please.