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Chapter One: POV Azizah
Azizah yawned, fiddling with her bleach-blonde braids, and scanned the clearing from her perch in the tree. Of course he isn't here! She thought grumpily. He's always out on his own, romping around in the forest. She gazed wistfully out at the beautiful forest, the different shades of green bathed in sunlight. He never takes me along… I hate the way Conan treats me like I'm helpless. I may not have my wings yet, she thought indignantly, but that doesn't mean I'll get lost!
She was awakened from her brooding when she heard noises coming from the forest. Maybe Conan's back from his walk! She thought excitedly.
Sure enough, Conan emerged from the lush forest into the clearing with a sleeping child in his arms. What the-? Azizah peered closer at the girl he was carrying.
Sure enough, she had dark violet hair. Azizah was shocked. She'd never even seen someone with dirty blonde hair, let alone brown, black or… violet. Everyone she had ever seen had hair the color of snow or wheat. The girl is so pale! She thought, confused. You'd think she'd never seen the sun…
She suddenly remembered that she was crouching on the platform in the tree that held Conan's tent. She hurriedly scampered up onto a nearby branch. Then she watched as Conan's wings extended from his back and he flew up onto the platform, landing but a few paces from where Azizah hid. That was close. If he finds out I climbed the ladder all the way up here without telling anyone, she thought nervously, he'll ground me for a gazillion years. She made as little sound as possible as Conan retracted his wings and ducked into the tent. Azizah paused, then snuck up close enough to then tent to hear what was said inside. She heard a reedy, high-pitched voice that she knew all too well. Oh joy, it's Bidina. She wrinkled her nose. Possibly the most overprotective nanny in the history of Goraidh. She leaned closer and kept listening.
"What IS that? What do you think you are doing, bringing it in here?", The nanny shrieked.
There was quiet for a few seconds, then Conan said, " It's obviously a young girl. Is that such a horrible thing?".
The nanny's voice got squeakier. "It must be a demon! What else would have such strange colored hair? The little monster probably came to kill the princess."
Azizah almost laughed. A demon, come to kill me? Ha! It'd have to catch me first.
Conan sighed. "That high-pitched noise coming out of your mouth is really starting to irritate me, Bidina. I'm very glad you are being protective of the princess, as is your job as her nanny, but aren't you kind of overreacting?"
Bidina scoffed. "What, would you rather it kill her? Go put the devil child back where you found it, Conan, for her sake."
Conan sighed again. "Really, Bidina, what could an 8 year old fledgling do? I found her wandering alone in the forest. I'm not going to abandon a helpless child because of the superstitions of an overprotective nanny."
Bidina's voice got even higher. "No way are you keeping the little monster anywhere near the princess. Period. End. Of. Story."
There was a short laugh. "Funny you should mention it… I've decided to adopt her. She is now the princess's adopted sister."
Bidina started freaking out all over again, but Azizah was too absorbed in her own happy thoughts to hear what she said. A sister! Azizah smiled to herself. Someone my age I can play with, a sister to talk to about all my problems. We can climb trees, and prank Bidina together, It's gonna be so awesome!
Azizah heard Bidina threaten, "Fine. If you take in that demon, I'll quit!"
Yes, please do! Azizah snickered.
There was a pause in the argument. "Azizah, we heard that. Get in here." Conan said.
Crud. Azizah scolded herself. I can't believe I did that! I'll get grounded for sure.
Azizah walked slowly into the tent, her head down, not meeting Conan's green eyes. Before she knew what she was doing, she shouted "Please? Can we adopt her? I always wanted a sister…" When no one said anything, she looked up. Conan was smiling at her.
"Of course we're going to adopt her! Right Bidina?" Conan glared at the nanny out of the corner of his eye.
Before Bidina could say anything, Azizah asked, "What's her name?"
Conan looked back at the sleeping girl. "She says her name's Ravyn. She was so exhausted, she fell asleep in my arms on the way here."
Bidina said angrily. "I don't care what her name is. The princess is not to go near her. She's a bad influence."
Conan turned to face her. "You are not in charge of the princess. I am. The queen assigned me to be her guardian until the girl is old enough to lead the village. Since you are being so difficult, I will raise the princess and poor Ravyn myself. So, if you would be so kind as to leave and never come back…" He continued, but the nanny was already out the door.
A soft voice filled the tent. "Thank you, princess Azizah."
Azizah jumped, surprised. Apparently, Ravyn was awake.
Conan set her down on the wood floor. She stood, only slightly shorter than Azizah. Ravyn smiled shyly at her new sister.
Azizah looked her over. Her eyes were the same dark purple as her hair. She was wearing a dark blue, almost black cloak and black boots. Her hair was short in the back and two long locks hung down in the front, almost to her waist. I wonder where she got those from? Azizah wondered. Dark colored clothes are rare around here. Azizah herself wore a short-sleeve, knee-length girls tunic in a robin's egg blue that matched her eyes. She also had her favorite climbing shoes; white leather moccasins. Pretty much everybody she knew wore the same thing as she did; except the colors were different.
"I have another surprise for you, Azizah." Conan said.
Azizah smiled. Shed already knew what it was. Her first day of lessons at the Tree were the next day. She waited for him to tell her the big "surprise".
Conan smiled back. "You and Ravyn are going to school together tomorrow,."
Azizah laughed at the expression on Ravyn's face. It was halfway between horrified and ecstatic. "C'mon, Ravyn, lets go back to my tent!" Azizah took hold of Ravyn's hand. She looked at Azizah so intensely, it was almost desperate. She then opened her mouth, as if to say something, but Conan said quickly, "Yes, Azizah, lets give Ravyn a tour of the village."
Before anyone could say anything else, Conan herded the girls out the door. Azizah started to climb down the steps that spiraled down the sides of the tree, into the clearing below, but she looked up and saw Conan shook a warning glance at Ravyn. The dark-haired girl looked away, a pained look on her face.
Hmm…, Azizah thought suspiciously, What are they hiding from me?...
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