THE HIGH LORD'S FAVORITE
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Rating:M
- italic mental communication
italic flash backs
OF LORLEN AND ROTHEN
It had been three months since Sonea had killed the Ichani and Akkarin had told her the truth. Many things had changed since then. For one, she no longer wished the High Lord dead. But she still continued to push his buttons. He of course no longer followed her around to keep an eye on her. Akkarin had also begun to take part in her Warrior Skills training, which to her surprise she actually enjoyed. Mainly because it pined her will against his, and although she never bested him, she could always find a way to surprise him. And that was reward enough. Overall Sonea was much happier, no longer afraid to make friends for fear of what he would do, and she had manage to make a few close ones. But their was still one thing that kept her from being truly happy, Lorlen's and Rothen's situation. They still believed she was his hostage. A point that came up often, whether or not to tell Lorlen and Rothen the truth. Sonea believed there would be much to be gained if they did, Akkarin was content to keep things the way they were. And so Sonea would ask the question, Akkarin would say no, she would drop the issue. A few days later she would ask again, and a few days after that, and a few days after that. Always going through the same dance. Akkarin was stubborn, and Sonea knew that she probably would never wear him down on this particular issue unless something drastic happened. But she felt she needed to let her position be known, and not let him forget it. That is why she had been so surprised when he had said yes.
"Yes?"
"Yes. You may be right."
"Well of course I am."
Akkarin rose an eyebrow at Sonea.
"Then how do you suggest we tell them then?"
"Lorlen could truth read me."
"Too risky, he may connect the dots where you have not."
"Have him truth-read a spy."
"Good."
"That's what you intended to do all along isn't it?"
"Yes."
And so, one night Akkarin had taken a very confused Lorlen into the Slums, taught him how to read an unwilling mind, and showed him the Ichani. Lorlen had been taken out of the room before Akkarin had killed the spy. Once back in the safety of the Residence, Akkarin had retold his story to his old friend. Lorlen had looked at Sonea, who had simply nodded. It had taken a few days before Lorlen had been able to wrap his head around everything he now knew of Akkarin and Sonea. At which point they had told Rothen. Rothen had not wanted to believe any of this, and Sonea had decided to let Rothen truth-read her. Akkarin had greatly protested, but in the end had done nothing, since Sonea had already done so.
After that day things had much improved, Akkarin and Lorlen were working on mending their fractured friendship. Although very busy with her studies, Sonea worked on making up for lost time with Rothen. Yes, now Sonea was truly enjoying being at the Guild.
tbc...
