Laylia's Viewpoints
Part 6
Emma
She stared at Emma, wondering if she belived her, if she cared. Laylia had told her everythiing, about the man, the conection he might or might not have with her rare powers. Emma hadn't said anything, or even moved.
"And, that's why I've been disappearing." Said Laylia, apparently not noticing the tears streaming down her face, or that her usual tight bun had fallen to reveal long blond curls cascading down her slim sholders.
"Can I tell this to he king?" Emma asked, Laylia knowing very well she would tell him whether she wanted her to or not.
"Yes, please don't let him go on thinking I've been consipring against him. That I trained all these years for nothing. Please." The last words were whispered, Laylia to drained to keep speaking. She stood, "I don't mean to be rude, but I really must go. Goodbye Emma of Silvertree."
To Emma Laylia looked much older than 14, but she kept that to herself, not wanting to upset the porcelain doll any further.
"Emma, I know you don't think I should be a knight, but it was the only thing I could do. If I had waited to be a Rider, the man would have killed me by now. I would like us to be friends."
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Thom watched Laylia fight the battle inside herself. She was so brave. He knew what it took for her to tell Emma, a person she barely knew, let alone trusted, all this. It had taken her half a year to tell him.
"Let's go see Medris." Said Thom, grabbing her in a hug. Lord Medris of Malven had been teaching Laylia how to use her powers as an Enchantress for a year now. He said she adapted well, and that she would be a great ally to the king one day, and must not let herself be known too well. She was close to trusting him, but there was something about him that let no one get through easily.
"He said I could learn to create illusions." She said, trying to cover the fear in her voice.
"Then let's not keep him waiting, hum?" Said Emma, coming behind them. "Let's be friends, Laylia."
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"Emma! Emma! Come here! I need your help!" Called Laylia, banging on the door to Emma's room. The two had become a little more than allies in the month that had passed sience Laylia had told her...everything.
"What? Laylia? It's a little...what's wrong?" Emma, just having woken up, was going to give Laylia her mind until she saw Laylia's hair was unusally mussed, her face brusied and dirty, and tears ran freely down her swollen cheeks.
"We were in the training yards, he was showing me how to use a glaive, and he's there, but-" She choked and fresh tears ran down her face.
"Who? Laylia, what happened?" Emma asked, pulling Laylia into her room at the Dancing Dove.
"It's him. He's got Thom." She said, "Emma, you have to help me. Thom...he's gone, dissappered. I can feel him, but the magic, it's eating him. He'll die if we don't save him."
"Tell me exactly what happened."
"Me and Thom were in the training yards, he was helping me, then it wa black again. All around. Thom only saw it that one time. When he saved me when I was a page. He got scared, he's never been totally in the black. Then the man came. Thom fought him and ot hurt, I tryed to help him, but I couldn't move. Then the man started to hurt me. I thought I was going to die, Emma. All of a sudden I was free, and I could feel Thom, but he wasn't moving." She wasn't crying anymore. She looked dangerous. "I didn't know where else to go. Please help me, Emma."
"I'll help you, just hold on Laylia, hold on."
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Okay, I'm sorry it's so short, but write a review and you can find out what happens to Thom, and Emma, and Laylia. I would also like to say that I'm sorry my and theladysongs story's don't always match up, but we can't spend that much time at eachothers houses, perfecting.
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Part 6
Emma
She stared at Emma, wondering if she belived her, if she cared. Laylia had told her everythiing, about the man, the conection he might or might not have with her rare powers. Emma hadn't said anything, or even moved.
"And, that's why I've been disappearing." Said Laylia, apparently not noticing the tears streaming down her face, or that her usual tight bun had fallen to reveal long blond curls cascading down her slim sholders.
"Can I tell this to he king?" Emma asked, Laylia knowing very well she would tell him whether she wanted her to or not.
"Yes, please don't let him go on thinking I've been consipring against him. That I trained all these years for nothing. Please." The last words were whispered, Laylia to drained to keep speaking. She stood, "I don't mean to be rude, but I really must go. Goodbye Emma of Silvertree."
To Emma Laylia looked much older than 14, but she kept that to herself, not wanting to upset the porcelain doll any further.
"Emma, I know you don't think I should be a knight, but it was the only thing I could do. If I had waited to be a Rider, the man would have killed me by now. I would like us to be friends."
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Thom watched Laylia fight the battle inside herself. She was so brave. He knew what it took for her to tell Emma, a person she barely knew, let alone trusted, all this. It had taken her half a year to tell him.
"Let's go see Medris." Said Thom, grabbing her in a hug. Lord Medris of Malven had been teaching Laylia how to use her powers as an Enchantress for a year now. He said she adapted well, and that she would be a great ally to the king one day, and must not let herself be known too well. She was close to trusting him, but there was something about him that let no one get through easily.
"He said I could learn to create illusions." She said, trying to cover the fear in her voice.
"Then let's not keep him waiting, hum?" Said Emma, coming behind them. "Let's be friends, Laylia."
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"Emma! Emma! Come here! I need your help!" Called Laylia, banging on the door to Emma's room. The two had become a little more than allies in the month that had passed sience Laylia had told her...everything.
"What? Laylia? It's a little...what's wrong?" Emma, just having woken up, was going to give Laylia her mind until she saw Laylia's hair was unusally mussed, her face brusied and dirty, and tears ran freely down her swollen cheeks.
"We were in the training yards, he was showing me how to use a glaive, and he's there, but-" She choked and fresh tears ran down her face.
"Who? Laylia, what happened?" Emma asked, pulling Laylia into her room at the Dancing Dove.
"It's him. He's got Thom." She said, "Emma, you have to help me. Thom...he's gone, dissappered. I can feel him, but the magic, it's eating him. He'll die if we don't save him."
"Tell me exactly what happened."
"Me and Thom were in the training yards, he was helping me, then it wa black again. All around. Thom only saw it that one time. When he saved me when I was a page. He got scared, he's never been totally in the black. Then the man came. Thom fought him and ot hurt, I tryed to help him, but I couldn't move. Then the man started to hurt me. I thought I was going to die, Emma. All of a sudden I was free, and I could feel Thom, but he wasn't moving." She wasn't crying anymore. She looked dangerous. "I didn't know where else to go. Please help me, Emma."
"I'll help you, just hold on Laylia, hold on."
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Okay, I'm sorry it's so short, but write a review and you can find out what happens to Thom, and Emma, and Laylia. I would also like to say that I'm sorry my and theladysongs story's don't always match up, but we can't spend that much time at eachothers houses, perfecting.
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