Magic's Dilemma
Summary: It would have happened sooner or later. A continuation of Vanyel's story had he not died.
Disclaimer: This Story stinks! The Valdemar stories rock! Do you really think they could have been written by the same person?! Well, anyways, this does not belong to me.
Chapter 3
When Stefen awoke the next day he found Vanyel was already sitting p in his bed. Rapidly Stefen drew himself out of the covers and raced to Van to see how he was doing. "Van, ashke how are you? What happened? Is there anything thing you need?"
At this Vanyel broke into a weary chuckle, "Slow down, one question at a time. Yes I am well, and no I don't need anything. As to what occurred, I am not sure I am ready to discuss that yet."
"Well, I am glad you are okay. It was Moondance, Starwind and… Brightstar who helped you heal. The kyree contacted k'Treva as healing you was beyond their abilities."
Van's only response to this was for his eyes to widen, "Speaking of them they all appear to have arrived."
Stefen rapidly twisted to see all three Tayledras standing just within the flap of the tent. "We have come here to make sure that Van does not over stretch himself along the road to recovery as he would otherwise do. This has been an arduous healing for him and it still will require much time healing." Brightstar stated all of this in a neutral tone even though he was glaring hard at Vanyel.
"Ah, I guess I might have done a few things in the past to deserve that particular reputation," Vanyel replied, rolling his eyes.
"Why, father dear, yes you may indeed have. For example there was that time when you were severely injured started to heal and then decided to gate, which happened to make your situation worse then it ever was. Not to mention tha…"
"Brightstar! I do believe that you have said enough. That as may be, I do wish to go back to Haven soon."
"Yes, we figured you would wish that. Our plan is to keep you unconscious while we gate you there. This means by leaving when we say you are ready, you will get there sooner then if you take off whenever you please," Starwind logically mediated.
"Huh, you do seem to have thought this out completely. I do appear to be manipulated. Or so Y'fandes tells me." Van replied with a rye chuckle
"Now we will leave you to rest and recover from your injuries. Maybe next time you will recount to us what occurred during the battle, which led to your current state." Moondance said before the three Tayledras swept silently and stately out of the tent.
"Well, I guess we will be hear for a while…" Vanyel sighed, turning to face Stef, "I am glad that at least we are together without the stain of locating the… the murderer. I am sorry."
"I see nothing for you to be sorry for," Stefen murmured, as he crossed the room to comfort his love, "and I am also glad."
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