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When Meg woke, she had a weird moment where she didn't know where she was.

The bed was strangely comfortable and soft, and the room was dim, but there was something so eerily familiar, so aggravatingly close, that Meg's head began to ache behind her eyes. It was inexplainable, so she tossed it to the far end of her mind, where it itched her thoughts and irritated her attention.

Then she she remembered how she had run from Conejia and how Ripred had taken her here, to Regalia, where she met many strange people/creatures. Echo, the bat she was growing fond of, and Gregor, the mysterious young man who seemed to have lived longer than he'd been alive.

The whole day passed in a blur. In fact, the whole week passed in a blur. Echo gave her a tour of the city and she met even more Underlanders. Vikus retold what Winston had told her about the origin of the Underland and Luxa gave her a vague rendition of her and Gregor's adventures. They seemed kind of alike. They all started with a prophecy, then something wrong with the council, then an adventure, and usually a death or betrayal.

During the last one, where Gregor was fighting the Bane to kill him once and for all, Meg thought she would cry when Gregor's bond, Ares, was killed by the white rat. When she heard how Gregor kept hold of his claw for such a long time, she had to war with her tears to block them from bursting.

"So Luxa, after Gregor went home how did he get back?" Meg asked.

"His family was moving away from the entrances to the Underland, so his mother allowed him one more trip, to say goodbye, but as he came through, an unnatural earthquake closed off the entrance." Luxa took a breath. "Thankfully Aurora was there with Maia, Echo, Thalia, Hermes, and Calypso and carried Gregor to safety." She looked lovingly at her golden bond.

"Aurora is Maia and Echo's mom, right?" Meg asked.

Luxa's face fell at the mention of the bat's heritage. "Yes, she is."

"Then who's their dad?" Meg put the question innocently, but she knew there was something Luxa was hiding.

"Ares. Bat pregnancies last over a year, so a little between Ares' death and Gregor's return were the bats born. They were twins, which is extremely rare among bats, and many treat them disrespectfully," Luxa replied. Every time Gregor's bat was mentioned everyone seemed to stiffen, like they weren't sure how to react. Meg wondered what the deceased flier's past could be.

Later, as she was talking with Howard, she asked about his appearance. "So are you a Halflander, or a unique Regalian?" She knew it was probably rude, but Meg was curious, and when she was curious, almost nothing stopped her.

Hazard laughed good-naturedly. "I was wondering when you would ask that." His face light up in a smile.

"My mother was an Overlander, and my father, Hamnet, was Luxa's mother's brother. So, sure. You could call me a Halflander."

"Does that mean you used to live in Conejia?"

Hazard frowned, and meg realized that she had never told anyone about the city of the weepers, assuming they already knew. "I know of no Conejia. I lived in the jungle while I was young. What is this conejia? Where is it?"

Meg noticed that Hazard used casual, Overland speech when he was happy, but became formal again when conversation was uncertain.

"It's where I came when I fell down." Once it left her mouth Meg noticed how weird that sounded. "The prince and princesses of the city rescued me and helped me, too. There was a battle, though, and Ripred found me."

"I wonder…" Hazard's voice trailed off.

"What?" Meg asked, excited about this mysterious new question.

"Nothing, probably," hazard said, before walking down the Regalian hallway. Meg scowled. What was with these people? Keeping her in the dark about everything. First the
Conejians, now the Regalians. When was she going to learn something good?

She wandered into Gregor and Luxa's apartment/suite. Meg had recently learned that she had arrived in Regalia two weeks after their wedding. In a few days, the council would crown Gregor king.

The door was open, so Meg walked in. "Gregor?" She called. "Luxa?"

"Just a minute!" A man's voice shouted from a room near the back. Meg walked towards where the voice came from, but found herself in a small office-space. The desk was clear except for an old paper on the desk. As she inspected it, Meg found that it was music.

She had taken piano since she was six, and was proficient at the guitar, but this was written for saxophone, the instrument her dad played. It was in G minor and the words were written above the notes.

Slipping Away by Gregor the Overlander

Verse one. For Boots:

Time is running out and it's too late

It just keeps slipping, slipping away.

Pre-chorus:

I don't know what's happening

right now,

But if this is goodbye could I say a couple

words now?

Chorus:

I love you more than anything,

Because are so precious and

special to me

I don't know what has just come

over me,

But you're somehow slipping away,

away

Verse two. For Luxa:

Now you are leaving me here in the dark

No place to turn, run, or hide

But then I see a spark and it reminds me of you,

Of how you are brave and do the things

you gotta do

Chorus

Wordless bridge

Chorus

I hope I get at least five reviews for this chapter. I know its short, but it was hard to write. Lyrics are my own, by the way, so no copyright problems. See you guys soon, and please. At least five reviews. The reviews are what keep this story alive!