Most of my chapters lately have been a bit short, but I promise you all that I will write some longer chapter after I finish with exams.

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Chapter 13 Emotions

"Oh, hell no." Kiran refused. "No way in hell I am acting the part of your servant, come up with a different story!"

"Well," Ramses smirked. "The only other acceptable story would be that you are in a relationship with me." Kiran blanched. Option one, swallow her pride and pretend to be Ramses servant. Option two, crush her pride to bits and act as Ramses' lover.

"I hate you in this moment." Kiran sighed and dawned a look of defeat.

"We'll be leaving tomorrow, if you don't wake up-" Kiran cut off Ramses threat with a wave of her hand.

"What'll it be this time? You already used a sword, water, Seti dragged me out of bed once, what's next? Fire?" Kiran stated in a bored voice, rolled her eyes and shot Ramses a glare.

"I was thinking of using a horse." Ramses smirked and Kiran huffed.

"I'm going to sleep." Kiran said before walking, more like stomping honestly, off to the room that Ramses had said she could use. Despite staying at Ramses residence almost three weeks now, Kiran had yet to meet any of Ramses' numerous sisters. Ramses had told her that it was probably good that she hadn't.

Once Kiran reached her room, she plopped down on her bed and tried to sleep.

Seti was really growing accustomed to having Kiran around, it seemed that she was now a part of his and Ramses' life. He honestly didn't know when it happened, or how, but Kiran was an important person to both of them.

Kiran was like his best friend, or maybe even a sister. Come to think of it, Seti didn't really have any more important people in his life other than Ramses and Kiran. It seemed impossible that someone could get that close in such a short time, but he supposed that that was just who Kiran was; she had a certain kind of charisma despite being easily bored, mildly scary, and a bit childish.

Seti could tell that Kiran was important to Ramses, too. Seti thought that they were actually quite a bit alike, though he would never say it out loud for risk of their reactions. They're both determined and stubborn(because there is a distinction), both a tad bit arrogant, both hate to be wrong, and both had a sort of way of carrying themselves in situations that demanded respect; even though Kiran dealt with situations in more...extreme ways. Unfortunately, that's also what seems to keep them from getting along.

Well, it seemed like they don't get along, but maybe it was a bit more complicated than that. Whatever the case, getting along or not, they are close. He honestly couldn't define what Kiran was to Ramses, a friend? Maybe...more? Well, whatever she was to Ramses, or whatever she was becoming, it was clear that she's important to him, it it seemed that both him and Ramses were growing more attached by the day. Whether that was a good or a bad thing, well...guess we'll just have to see.

How long had they known her now? A couple months? It seemed like a year with all that had happened. Ah, that's right, a year. Kiran couldn't stay with them forever, but Seti really wished she could, maybe there was a way…? Seti only hoped that his general wasn't thinking the same thing. Seti spared a glance over at Ramses, who was watching Kiran's retreating figure, and as unfortunate as it was, Seti could tell that Ramses was thinking exactly the same.

Kiran laid awake in bed, tossing and turning to see if she could stop thinking long enough to go to sleep, but soon gave up. She laid flat on her back and sprawled her limbs out over the bed.

What was she thinking about that made it so hard to sleep? Feelings, something she had stopped really thinking about since her parents died. Actually, she hadn't really been feeling many emotions since her parents died. Anger, yes. Thrill? When she was fighting. Happiness? …Not until she got sent back in time.

Kiran normally would just enjoy it for right now, being a 'live in the moment' person, but...she wanted it to last- she wanted it to last forever. It was just a selfish thought though, because while she likes being here, she was needed elsewhere.

'When did I even stop being selfish anyway? What happened to I need to live my life and live it the way I want?'

'You started caring.'

'No.'

'Yes, you started caring because you now realize you have something more than yourself to live for. Isn't it ironic that the very people you want to stay with are the people who taught you it would be self-serving to stay?'

'Emotions are way too complicated, what should I do?'

'I don't know.'

'IF YOU DON'T KNOW, THEN WHAT WAS ALL OF THAT TALK ABOUT?!'

'...'

'Great, my conscience has left me. Well, I guess emotions aren't really logical.'

Kiran rolled over and buried her face in her pillow, this was all his fault, damned Ramses. Kiran's thought had never been so muddled...

I don't want to leave anymore.

I want to leave to help people.

I want happiness.

I want to help.

I don't want to feel.

I want to feel like this forever.

These emotions are confusing.

These emotions are amazing.

...but at the same time, she had never felt so happy. Irrationally, inexplicably, miraculously happy. Because- as confused as she was, as urgent choosing where she needed to be was-the fact was that she felt at home- felt like she belonged- in not one place, but two.

She was absolutely sure that when it came time to actually choose she would be crushed.

"But that can wait…" Kiran said sleepily. "For another time...right?" And after that last word left her lips, Kiran was fast asleep, far into the world of dreams.

"Hey, hey mom, look." A six year old Kiran bounced happily on her feet while holding out a not-so-well drawn rose.

"Yes, it's very beautiful." Her mom smiled, soft green eyes crinkling with the motion. "Do you know what the meaning of a rose is?" Kiran shook her head. "They mean love."

"Love?" Kiran tilted her head in question.

"Yes," Her mom answered and then dawned a slightly more serious expression despite keeping her smile. "Kiran, promise me, if you ever find love, that you'll try your hardest to keep it and that you won't run away."

"I'm too young for love yet, though." Kiran said back.

"Your seventeen sweetie." Her mom said and Kiran looked behind her mom to catch her reflection in a picture frame.

"...So I am. Regardless, mom, I'm not ready for something like that yet." Her mom smiled.

"When you are-"

"Neigh!"

Kiran's eyes shot open and then abruptly closed them again when her eyes caught the light. Slowly, she opened them again, in front of her was...a horse.

The horse blinked,

Kiran blinked.

The horse blinked.

Kiran closed her eyes before opening them, revealing a look of fury and yelled. "RAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMSSSEEEEESS!"

A chuckle sounded from outside the door.

That last part was really fun to write. This chapter was just to get a feel of everyone's emotions, the next chapter will be longer and more interesting.

I appreciate all of your reviews, likes, and follows. You guys are great!

How do you think Kiran should meet Ramses' sisters? Though, I can't promise it will be any time soon.