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Sonea's POV
Sonea stared out of the window. She could hardly make someone out in the dark. It had started raining softly and Sonea could hear the raindrops meeting the ground.
Mako was in the Healer building for further tests and Sonea were worried. Mako had spoken but his voice had been weak and he said he didn't know who or what had attacked him, it had been too fast.
Sicily had locked herself in her room, scared to go outside. She had kind of witnessed what happened to Mako and had been crying most of the times Sonea had seen her.
Akkarin was more tense than usual and he was frowning most of the time. Sonea hardly got to see him; in the mornings he told her he would be in the city and when he came back he looked even grimmer than before.
Sonea didn't know what she was supposed to do. Lady Vinara told her they would take care of Mako and that she should protect Sicily but Sicily was safe in her room. Now Sonea didn't know what to do.
With a sigh Sonea stood up and left the house, not without making sure a powerful ban was casted to protect the house from intruders. It also hindered Sicily from leaving the house but Sonea doubted she would even be tempted to go outside in the dark.
Sonea was about to create a shield to protect her from the rain but decided against it. Right now, she needed the water on her face.
After a minute her hair was already wet and in her face. She wiped it away and created a small light floating ahead of her.
She walked a while on her own. No one else was outside; even the younger students chose to stay in their rooms.
When she neared the Guild wall she considered to visit her aunt and uncle. They visited Sonea two times a month. Their children were young adults now. Sonea talked to them now and then about their work. The girl worked as a servant for one of the Houses and the boy was sailor but he was hardly at home. When he was, though, he would stop in front of the Guild on the way home and Sonea would come out and join him. That was one of the only occasions to visit her aunt and uncle. She was something like the Head of Healers; most thought that when Vinara retired Sonea would become Head of Healers. Sonea herself wasn't entirely sure whether she even wanted to but she knew she was a good Healer and she could finally help the people in the Slums. Even now, as wife of the High Lord, she didn't have the chance to get to Heal people there. Lorlen, who wanted to help her, couldn't give her permission because in the end the King had to decide whether he wanted his magicians to roam around in the city and help dwells.
Suddenly Sonea saw from the corner of her eyes a movement near the wall. Instinctively she created a powerful shield around herself and shot a careful power strike towards the wall.
She saw a flash of light as the strike met a shield. There was someone.
"Who is it?" she yelled.
There was silence for a moment. Then a familiar voice answered: "It's me, Dorrien. Please don't attack me again."
Sonea's eyes widened.
Dorrien stepped forward, lifting his hands. His hair and robes were drenched and his face was expressionless when he stepped into the light.
Sonea's voice became quiet. "Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you, I thought you were… someone else."
"No. It's good to be safe", Dorrien said. He didn't smile.
Sonea looked down. "Dorrien, I…"
"No." Dorrien shook his head. "Don't say it. I… I know."
Sonea lifted her head in surprise. "You know what?"
Dorrien shrugged. It looked helplessly. "You don't love me anymore and everything in your letter was true. And I left because of you. I know I'm a coward but I couldn't stand to look into your eyes and see pity…"
His voice trailed off. "I hope you… understand. I will leave as soon as we found the attacker of Mako."
Sonea had to swallow at the thought of Dorrien rescuing her son. She hadn't even really thanked him.
"Thank you", she whispered. Dorrien raised his eyebrows.
"For what?"
"For saving him." Sonea didn't know what to say. "I… I didn't expect you to do it. I thought you hated me." She shrugged. "You probably do."
Dorrien looked surprised. "I don't. And even if I did… I couldn't let that stand between me and saving a child. Or anyone."
Sonea felt herself blush a little. Of course Dorrien had to save Mako. He was an excellent Healer, after all. "Of course." She allowed herself a small smile. "Do you know that Regin didn't become a Warrior?"
Dorrien's eyebrows shot in the air. "No?"
"No." Sonea grinned. "He's an Alchemist. Do you remember when we were in the library and Regin wanted to put this old inkwell of Lord Garin into my box in which I kept my records of the lessons and you let one of the other magicians see it? Regin's expression was priceless."
Dorrien started laughing. "Yes, that was one of my good ones. How is he?"
"Oh, I think he's doing well. He told me he wants to become a teacher."
Dorrien laughed again. "He talked to you?"
"Yes. In fact, we're getting along." She grimaced. "Well, at least we're talking. But I'm sure he'd like to see you."
Dorrien grinned. "Yes. He's probably looking forward to this since I've been away." He said with a scared high pitched voice: "Uh, Lord Dorrien, uhm, tell him I'm going to meet him in five minutes. I just have to empty my room and disappear through the window."
Sonea and Dorrien laughed so hard they didn't even care for the rain that was soaking their clothes.
Suddenly Sonea felt Dorrien's arm around her shoulders and she stopped laughing at once. Dorrien didn't seem to realize but kept on laughing and bowed over to her. Sonea felt his lips on hers and she took a step back.
"What…" she started but stopped. Dorrien's face was flushed and he seemed embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Sonea", he said desperately and held out a hand but Sonea shook her head.
"I..." she began, "I have to go."
She turned around and hurried off towards her house. A salty tear rolled down her cheek.
I hope you liked it. Little bit more Team Dorrien =P. Please review! (:
