THE HIGH LORD'S FAVORITE
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Rating:M
- italic mental communication
italic flash backs
OH, NOTHING
"Wake up little Sonea."
At the sound of the familiar voice, Sonea slowly opened her eyes to find Dorrien watching her strangely. They had stopped to give the horses a rest, as well as to gather some food. Sonea soon noticed that Akkarin was missing and stiffened.
"Don't worry, he's gone to get us some food." Dorrien said.
"What's on your mind, Dorrien?" Sonea asked.
Dorrien looked away.
"I was just thinking, that I should have kidnapped you from the Guild while I had the chance."
A wave of guilt washed over Sonea.
"Dorrien... Aside from the fact that the Guild wouldn't of let you. I wouldn't of let you." She replied softly.
"No?"
"No. It took a lot to convince myself to stay in the first place. Hey, they kicked me out and I'm still going back." Sonea said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Do you... Do you think you would have been tempted?"
"A little. But I hardly knew you Dorrien. A few weeks isn't enough time to be sure about someone." She answered.
Dorrien's eyes flickered towards a figure approaching them. Following his gaze she saw Akkarin returning.
"And you're sure now?"
"Yes."
Dorrien nodded.
"Though it took a lot to convince him." Sonea regretted the comment as soon as she said it.
"Poor Akkarin! You're a formidable woman, Sonea. Remind me never to get on your bad side." Dorrien said as he began laughing.
"Don't get on my bad side."
The two began to laugh. Akkarin reached them, as they looked at him, they laughed even harder. Akkarin rose an eyebrow. Dorrien stood up and walked to the horses.
"And what was that all about?" Akkarin asked.
"Oh. Nothing."
He smiled and nodded.
"Nothing. Amazing subject that one. Produces such fascinating reactions in people."
Sonea stood up close to Akkarin and kissed him lightly.
"Yes, yes it does." She smiled and walked away.
tbc...