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"Fire...burning...flames everywhere...help! Help!", Alvia tosses and turns as she speaks in her sleep, "Someone...help! Please!"
A small fire starts next her bed in reaction to her terrible nightmare.
Sebastien, her adotptive father, who just walked in, swiftly douses the flame with water from a pail set by Alvia's bed.
"Alvia", Sebastien says softly as she touches his daughter's arm, "Wake up".
She opens her eyes with a sudden jolt, the flame in her pupils large and bright, she glances at the scorched wood floor that smoked, lightly. Alvia's room had been accidentally burned in several places. "Oh, not again...", she thought.
"You had that dream, didn't you?"
Alvia sat up, and stared at the floor again.
"Papa, I'm just so worried"
"About what?",
Alvia stood, "About loosing control. About destroying everything."
"That won't happen", Sebastien put a hand on her shoulder," You work hard to keep your temper in check, you'll be fine"
"I hope so, Papa.", She sat down on the edge of her bed, "But sometimes, I'd like to be able to let go. Get furious without the spontaneous fires." She was vaguely ashamed of talking to her father like she did when she was a child. Twenty, was old enough not to need so much comforting, but today her craving for reassurance outweighed everything else.
"I know", Sebastien steps closer and brushes a strand of Alvia's black hair behind her ear,"But it's best not to discuss things we cannot do".
Alvia nods and smiles, "What will you purchase at the tomorrow?". Sebastien was about to make his yearly two-day trip to the Northern kingdom, to view the latest imports for his small business.
"Odds and ends for my trade"
She stares off for a moment, "Make sure you wear something warm", She said finally her tone distant.
"I will"
"And eat everything you have packed, do not skip meals"
"Alright"
"Be careful not to---"
"Alvia", Sebastien interrupts, "You're sounding just like your mother". Elise Charnock was known for her frequent worrying, usually about the well fare of her family.
"I just don't want you to get hurt" Although she loved her mother dearly, her father held a special place in her heart. For it was he who took her in, when there was no reason to, and every reason not to.
"I may be an old man, but can still look out for myself", He smiles with a slight chuckle he speaks," Not quite bed-ridden yet"
She laughs, and he quickly joins in.
"Now, you have things to do tomorrow as do I", Sebastien states as he turns to go, " And I want to get an early start, I may be gone when you wake"
Alvia stands, crosses the room and kisses her father on the cheek, "Goodbye, Papa"
"Goodbye, Alvia", he calls as he leaves her room.
Sighing, she sits back down on her bed.
And in a barely audible tone, she whispers,
"Please come back safe"
A/N: It's another short chapter, I know, but it has to be so I can set things up for the coming events.
Next Chapter: 4. (Um...don't have a title yet)