Hello! As I promised this weeks chapter is out! I'm sorry it came out so late but it's here! Here is some cheese to make it better! *gives cheese* This is an extremely special chapter! It is now NORTH'S POINT OF VIEW! Yay! Well, enough talking! Lets get to reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Brightly Woven or Keepers of the Lost Cities.
I watched as Sydelle walked in front of me, taking in the view of Fairwell from atop the hill. The view from here was fantastic. It was getting dark and I knew that both of us were tired. We walked down the hill and into the city, passing many closing stores, taverns, and inns. We walked a tiny bit farther and stopped in front of Mrs. Pemberly's building.
" Do you need me to carry your bag Syd?" I asked, noticing how she was only just barely able to keep it from sliding off her back.
" No. I'm alright. It is only a little bit farther," she replied. Her bright red hair shone in the moonlight. I am so lucky to have her North thought. Sydelle was brave, smart, and caring. North didn't know why she would stay with a cursed wizard like him. North and Sydelle walked up to the door of Mrs. Pemberly's inn.
" Hello! Back already?" Mrs. Pemberly chirped.
" Hello Mrs. Pemberly. Do you have a room available?" asked Syd.
" Come! I have a room you can use for 10 gold per night, if it is good with you," said Mrs. Pemberly.
" That would be perfect," said Syd, smiling. Mrs. Pemberly led us to a room on the second floor. She gave us the keys and went back downstairs to wait for any other customers who might come in later. Syd walked up to the bed near the window and placed her bag on the floor next to it. She fell back onto the bed and sighed.
" When are the rankings?" She asked as I sat on the bed near the wall.
" They are in a month. We should be able to get there and find a place to stay before they start," I told her as she slipped under her blankets. I pulled mine up over myself.
" Good night Syd,"
" Good night," she replied. I watched her as she slowly drifted off into sleep.
The next morning, I woke before Syd. I watched as her chest rose and fell with each breath she took. I took a piece of paper out of my bag and wrote a note for when she woke up.
Dear Syd,
I went into town. I should be back before sunset. Do not worry. If you need anything Mrs. Pemberly is downstairs. Have fun today.
North
I left the note on top of her bag where I knew she would see it and walked out into the town. First stop, the wood shop. I walked down the many streets until I finally found what I was looking for. The sign read NOLLERS WOOD SHOP. I walked into the store and looked around. Wood had been piled up high against all of the walls in the room.
" Hello!" boomed a deep voice from the back of the shop. I walked over to the source to find a plump man sitting behind a cluttered desk with an array of tools on it.
" Hello, Mr. Noller was it?" I asked. He chuckled.
" The one and only. Now what do you need today?" he asked.
" I was wondering if you had any wood that would be good for a loom," I told him.
" Ah! Making a loom for your lady, eh?" I could feel my cheeks turning red." Follow me. I have just the right type of wood for the job." I followed him past shelf after shelf filled with different types of woods ranging from dark red to light brown. We stopped in front of a shelf with bright white wood and a subtle brown colored wood. He ran his hands down the different types of wood until he found what he was looking for.
" This should do the job, lad. Do you need help to construct the loom?" he asked, handing me the thin, white wood he had picked out.
" Actually yes. If it is not a problem," I asked.
" It's no problem lad," he chuckled. Mr. Noller lead me to the cluttered desk. He took the wood and showed me how to cut it and put it together. After a while he walked away, letting me finish it while he helped another customer. When he came back, I had almost finished. He helped me put the holes into the top and bottom for the pegs, and fit them into place. Hours had past since I first walked into the store, and the sun was starting to set. I took a step back to admire the work we had done. The loom was bigger than Sydelle's last one and was bright white.
" Thank you Mr. Noller." I gave him his pay.
" Anytime lad."
" Thank you again! Have a great night!" I called as I left the shop. He waved as I started down the street, towards Mrs. Pemberly's. As I walked in I noticed that Mrs. Pemberly was not at the desk. That is unusual. Mrs. Pemberly almost never left her post at the front desk. I cautiously made my way to our room, stopping in front of the door. The door was ajar, so I looked inside. Mrs. Pemberly and Syd were eating together, laughing at something Mrs. Pemberly had said. Mrs. Pemberly stood and picked up both of their plates.
" Sleep well Sydelle. I enjoyed our little talk," said Mrs. Pemberly. Putting her hand on Syd's head.
" I did as well. Thank you, and have a good night." Mrs. Pemberly left the room bumping into me on her way out.
"Oh! Hello Wayland! Me and Sydelle were just having dinner. Sleep well," she said
" Thank you. " I walked into the room just as Syd had finished fishing out a book from her bag.
" Hello North. Where were you?" she asked looking up from the page she had opened up to.
" I was making you something," I said looking down. I slowly pulled the loom out from behind my back. Syd's eyes widened at the sight of the new loom. She jumped up off the bed and hugged me.
" Thank you!" she said " It's beautiful!" I handed it to her and she eagerly took it from my hands. She sat down on the bed and looked it over. I sat down on the bed and smiled at her childish excitement. By that point Syd had stopped turning the loom over and was staring at it intently.
" Are you alright Syd?" I asked. The way that she was just staring at it was starting to frighten me.
" Yes. I was just thinking of what I could make using it." She leaned down and shuffled things around in her bag.
" You should sleep Syd. We still have a long day ahead of us if we want to get to the rankings in time" I told her as I slowly started to get under the blankets. She sighed and put the loom down by her bed. Pulling her own blankets on her, she took one last look at her loom before resting her head on her pillow.
Well? What do you think? I know it isn't the best, but this only my first fanfiction. I am still learning! Comments? Suggestions? Cheese? Write a review! Cheese is always welcome in the review section!