Authors' Note: OMG I'm a horrible human being! There are no words to say how truly sorry I am for taking so long to update. School and work have been a total nightmare and I haven't had any free time in such a long time that I had to reread several parts to remember where I was going with this story. Hopefully, and that would be the key word, I will be able to update sooner but I'll have you know exams are coming up soon. Just for you I typed this instead of studying and doing my project just because I felt so bad to all those who keep checking. My love goes out to all those who can forgive me enough to take pleasure in reading the next chapter. This is for all of you, especially those who review. You guys inspire me to write and make me feel immensely guilty when I can't.

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Chapter 14

Not Alone

Laying flat on my stomach I propped myself up onto my elbows. That's all the space my tent allowed me. Now that the bright creeping sun had peeked over the horizon I could see the interior with more clarity. How on earth had Gilan fit in here? My stomach start going fuzzy, remembering how close he was and I could picture it clearly now. I must be out of shape because the feeling dwelling in the pit of my stomach made it impossible to continue my small exercise. So much for building my core, feels like I might have to start from scratch again. I crawled backwards out of my tent. The task's challenge was greatly increased when I remember that I was wearing a dress. Instead of running into a tree as Gilan had suggested, I figured falling on my face trying to get out of this tiny tent would do the job just as well. I must've fallen five times on my way out, finding all the sharp rocks and sticking out roots under the tarp. Falling on them and sleeping on them were two different stories, one you could train yourself to ignore. Finally free, I looked around. Surprisingly, Luther wasn't there. Then again it was barely dawn and I wasn't supposed to be awake yet. Where had Luther run off too?

Kneeling down on the ground, I touched my fingers to the dirt floor. People lay sleeping in uncoordinated patterns and only a few of them were up on their feet. It was a long shot. I wasn't familiar enough with finding him like that to pick him out of the crowd. I collected some wood for a small fire, just to warm up the morning chill. Retrieving my flint and steel from my saddle bag a fire blazed to life quickly with only a few strikes. I sat back on a log, brushing the dirt of my dress. The smell of the burning wood made my stomach growl, more importantly it made me remember that Gilan had all the coffee. Maverick did say that any wish was my command, I just wonder if ladies in fact drank coffee. If they didn't then I have another reason to hate being a girl. I brushed my fingers through my long hair, combing out the braid I had slept in. I let it fall in loose waves, not really sure what to do with it. The only thing Mrs. Padavick taught me was to keep it from getting chopped off with Beck's Saxe knife. Walking barefoot up to Astrum, I picked up a big red apple for him. He didn't accept them last night when Luther had tried bribing, him but it was different now that it was just the two of us. I rubbed his neck as he chomped down happily. It took quite a bit of effort to kick off my shoes last night and my feet were begging me all yesterday for relief. Mrs. Padavick told me they wouldn't hurt once I broke them in, but that would require me wearing them even more. I grabbed my soft soled boots from one of my saddle bags and sat back down by the warm fire.

I had heard his footsteps trampling in this direction and prepared myself. I knew it was Luther; no one else would want to be with me. "I didn't expect you to be up already, love." Luther said a little surprised. I needed a way to keep level headed with him. I built up an imaginary wall in my head seeing if that would translate to my ability to resist his charm. He playfully brushed my cheek with his fingers as he pulled back the veil my hair was creating between us. I don't know how long that wall is going to hold up, some of its bricks I swear started crumbling.

"The sun woke me up." I told him truthfully. He flashed me a handsome smile. He must know that it made me weak in the knees every time he did it, why else would he keeping smiling at me like that? At least I can be thankful that I am sitting down.

"Well it is the second most beautiful thing to wake up to." I felt the heat rising in my cheeks and I did my best not to let him see the smile I was trying to hide under the surface. I couldn't help shying away. Yep, it is definitely on purpose, I could see the handsome smile radiate even bigger. Too bad the nearest tree was so far away. I grabbed my boots that lay beside me. I figured it was a safe way to hide my face and give me a moment to reset my emotions. I pulled up the hem of my skirt over my knee to get it out of the way and yanked on the long boot needing to kick the air a bit to get my toes to the very end. I pulled on both boots before quickly lacing them up, I would have to readjust my leg strap that holds my knives, but Luther was too close. Standing up, my dress fell back to the ground, my feet immediately thanked me. Luther's eyes were wide. He tried several times to talk, but only incomprehensible stutters came out.

"What?" I asked extremely confused. Why was he looking at me like that? His eyes darkened a bit, and lips curled into a crooked smile. I grabbed the hand he offered me and he pulled me down next to him.

"Are you sure you were raise by your mother? Because I'm sure that she would have told you that it drives us men mad." He raised an eyebrow at me as he dipped his head towards my legs. I swear that his face reddened just for a second. His ears gave him away however; they were still bright red as is embarrassed. Now I know what Gilan meant about it makes him feel, it made Luther a little cuter if you ask me. What would he have to be embarrassed about? My smile dropped when it became clear to me. No, I was definitely not raised by my mother. I was raised by my grandfather who was a Ranger and showing a bit of skin was no big deal. How else were you supposed to put on boots with a dress on? Absolutely impossible that's how! Luther appeared more embarrassed than I was but it still wasn't what a lady was taught to do.

"Um, I guess it was just a bad habit that formed from waking up hours before my mother did." I tried my best to cover up my actions, but I didn't know how convincing I sounded. If anything it would make me sound like I was embarrassed upon remembering.

"A little rebellious are we?" He asked a playful smile widening across his face.

"Why else would I run away from home to join the circus?" I replied matching his smile.

"Sometimes I wish it was just for me." He said his smile fading a bit, remembering that I wasn't like the other girls and that I could leave at any time because he didn't have a permanent hold on me. "You're in luck for being an early riser; because Claudia's bread is to die for and it always goes fast." He pulled from a cloth a small loaf of bread, broke it in half and gave one side to me.

"What are we doing today?" I asked as I spread the jam he brought on my half of bread and bit into it.

"Excited to start our adventure together?" I raised an eyebrow at him, my mouth busy with the fresh bread. He laughed at my expression, making me smile. His laugh was beautiful, because it sounded like he didn't have a care in the world, it was true freedom. Gilan was right, he was getting to me and I don't think running into a tree could make this feeling in the pit of stomach go away.

Running into trees only helped for a few hours before he would say something or kiss my hand before the fluttering in my heart told me it wasn't working anymore. There was also the problem of trying to find tree, then making it look like I was just clumsy and not doing this on purpose. It would be more effective if Luther wasn't always there to catch me and kiss where my forehead hit. He must think I am doing this just to get his attention because I can see the smile in his eyes every time he steadies me to my feet. I can just imagine Gilan laughing at me because of this. 'I'm going to need a new way to clear my head when you get back Gilan.' I said begrudgingly in my head.

Luther had stopped worrying about me after three days worth of tripping and running into trees. In fact he found it rather amusing and he could hide his laugh when he would be there to pull me to my feet. More often than not it was actually just me tripping over my dresses. I will master wearing dresses probably after I master the long bow, which will be never if I don't find a way to practice. I needed a good excuse to bring my bows out, my arms felt weak. Soon I would have to start my training from the beginning.

"How did you ever manage to get off your horse without me, love?" Luther asked playfully as he once again held me by the waist. This was an accident this time. I'll have you know that this is the first time I've tripped coming off my horse, thank you very much. And I could get off my horse properly if I had pants on and not this stupid dress. I was limp in his arms again. Every time he caught me, my body just let him take care of me like it wanted it. For all I know, my feet were now purposely trying to get me into his arms because it knows that the head is never going to ask. I gave up with the smart remarks and the excuses after the first few times, blushing worked enough for him because I couldn't stop it from happening. That and my mouth seemed to stop working every single time he flashed his dashing smile inches from my face. His eyes flickered down for a second then he smiled even bigger when he gazed back into my eyes. I smiled down at my shoes before managing to slip out of his arms. Every time I swear his sigh was getting louder, as if he was trying to tell me he was sad that I left his arms. Wait! That's what the sigh was! That's what it meant! Oh god, what am I going to do? What would happen if he didn't let me go next time? Or worse what if my body decided to take over and stay there? That would be disastrous. Even my heart is pounding over the idea. I turned away nervously, giving him a smile from under my dark hair that I allowed to fall in my face. I'm going to have to have a word with Gilan about how close he and Crowley expect to me get to Luther.

Luther grabbed my hand stopping me from taking another step forwards. Taking a recomposing breath I turned and faced him with a questioning look. He looked as if he was going to say something but changed his mind. He forced a smile on his hurt face until it reached his eyes. "Would you give me the honor to accompany me into town?" He asked placing his free hand over his heart. I couldn't find the right words to say, so I simply nodded, allowing him to pull me by the hand. I could've sworn he squeezed my hand a little as he saw me nod.

He told me that we were going to stop here for a while, put on a few shows for the townsfolk. I held onto his arm as we strolled around the busy streets of town looking for a spot big enough for our performers. Luther said we would be able to stay longer since the town was huge so we would earn more business from it. After finding several spots large enough for Luther's liking we had to find the Baron and ask him permission to use his land.

I lay awake staring at the canopy of my tent. Luther had a large tent ready for me by the time we came back from town. Meaning he made someone set it up for me, furnished with pillows and small solid furniture that they either had to buy or carry. Apparently, he was set on treating me like a princess. The one thing I hated most in the world but couldn't say it, without getting to close to my secret.

The light in my tent had been put out for hours now. I couldn't have any shadows dance on the canvas while I was supposed to pretend to be asleep. There had to be a way to sneak close enough to Maverick for information without him sensing me. So once again I was feeling rather useless. Too many times I have thought: 'Now I will just have to wait until Gilan gets back.' Maybe this dress is taking more affect on me than I realised. My tent did provide me with enough room to do some exercises and I used the luxury I had to strengthen my muscles. Five days without Becks' standard routine was killing me. I swear I even have more room in the sleeves of my dresses because of it.

Occasionally, I pressed my fingers to the ground to check if my hearing was right. It took several hours but the noise finally died down. These gypsies did like they're parties, but luckily for me they had a performance tomorrow and needed at least some rest. They stayed far away from me so I only ever heard the occasional word. Nothing important was ever said out loud so I learnt nothing from them. The women of the group seemed to give me an especially wide berth. I couldn't be sure if it was because Claudia was trying to see how long Luther would stay or because they didn't want me to feel welcome. That's how it always was when I was growing up. I knew most of the girls in town, mostly due to Mrs. Padavick and awful tea parties, but they all knew that I was different. I never attended any of the town festivals or dances, more than half of them were married now probably with a child already on their hip, but I was never destined to fit it. All they every saw was the pretty girl who rarely said a word and disappeared into the forest for days, even weeks. If you said I was used to it would be an understatement. I prefer being left by myself. There are too many ways that the people you love can be taken away from you. The less people I have in my life the less heart ache and I have too many vividly painful nightmares that I would rather keep tucked away than be remembered. I'm not going to lose the only family I have left, that is something I will not give up on.

A slim ray of light peaked over the horizon. As soon as it was no longer pitch black under my eyelids my lashes fluttered open. Quickly I pulled on my clothes, begrudgingly strapping myself into my corset. How girls did this every day I have no idea, and they didn't even have the cheating one. After slipping into my crimson dress, I yanked on my boots that covered my last means of protection, my knives. Lastly, I covered my shoulders with my mother's cloak before stepping out of my tent. The morning bustle of the camp was busier than normal and they all seemed to look more wide awake than normal. It was a strange sight to see people running around in brightly coloured clothing and practicing their act, it was fascinating to observe the change in atmosphere. Before it was a grungy camp that liked keeping to themselves but now it was lively with music in the air. This I could tell this is what they lived for. I wandered around. I enjoyed not being the center of attention; it was as close to being invisible as I have been in what seemed like forever. Mentally I made notes of who was in costume and who were the grunt men, they would have more specific abilities and possibly a skill we should be wary of.

The acrobats interested me. How they were able to flip their bodies around looked impossible. They would flip forwards into a tumble before springing in the opposite direction. The strength they would need to accomplish these feats just made me jealous thinking about it. Maybe I should take up Luther's offer of training me. If someone could apply that to fighting or even battle for that matter they would have a serious upper hand. I could only learn so much from just watching but their techniques could also be very useful for this Ranger. I watched as they stacked one on top of the other, until they were higher than any fortified wall. That would be handy, especially since they managed it so quickly and efficiently mostly due to practice. I saw a figure strut confidently over to me out of the corner of my eye. I didn't even need to see the flash of bright blue to know that it was Luther.

"Getting a sneak peak before the show?" He said from beside me casually as if he had been standing there the whole time.

"You still need to work on your manners because sneaking up on a girl is hardly a way to win her affections." I said after pretending to jump when hearing his voice.

"Well I had to try something because your horse looks it wants to kick me whenever I walk pass." I let out a small laugh knowing that Astrum was probably just calculating the best time to do that it would cause the most damage. Luther grabbed my hand suddenly and held it in both of his. He brought it up to his wide smiling lips and gave it a soft kiss. I think I might have kept a straight face this time, maybe there is hope to fighting off his charm. "What a sad world we live in that the most musical laughter from the most beautiful woman has only been heard once by man, but only as loud as a whisper in the wind." He mused, smiling at me sadly. He kissed the tips of my fingers before swinging our hands between us.

Keeping a hold of my hand with one of his he led me through the camp, towards the town. We followed the procession of brightly coloured performers as they danced with excitement. The morning sun bounced off their clothes and splashed a spectrum against the walls. People popped their heads out from doors and windows, many little children being held back from their parents because they were still in their night gowns. Many performers greeted happily the sleepy villagers, spreading the news of when the show was going to start. They do know how to entice an audience.

"Do you want to learn?" Luther asked. I blinked at him. We were, well he was at least, directing people of where they should start for more than an hour now because we had only a few minutes before starting. I didn't have a clue to what he was talking about. He chuckled to himself apparently finding my expression amusing. "I saw the way you were looking at the acrobats. I wasn't kidding when I said the first time we met; we could train you if that is what you wish." He gestured to the performers marking their skills and making sure their props were in the right place. Was I really that easy to read? But that was only the Ranger in me that wouldn't mind having those skills.

"I could never do that! I barely managed to get off my horse without tripping on my dress!" The girl in me exclaimed. After all he was the one making me clumsy. "I think I'll just watch for today." I finished neither accepting nor denying his offer. I may need to use it as an excuse one day, and as a last resort maybe falling on my head will be the answer to keeping level-headed.

"Anything for you love." He winked at me before slowly letting go of my hand and walking towards the middle of the large crowd that was noisily anticipating for the performance to commence. As he entered and walked the perimeter of their stage the performers hurriedly took their places. All eyes were turned to the man in the bright blue coat and dazzling smile that that flashed even more when he saw he was starting to draw them in. So Luther like the attention: more than that, he craved it. Possibly one more puzzle piece of why he would want to help take over Araluen.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" He boomed with a loud voice. As soon as he spoke the mob fell silent and did their best to find the best place to see so they wouldn't miss a moment. "I have come from far and wide to bring you what I have found on my adventure. Things that you have never seen before! My friends, before you today you will witness acts of bravery, skill and strength. Today you will see what I have found on my journey and if you're lucky you will see the magic within each of these talented members that I call my family." Out of his sleeve he pulled out a white rose when he said the word magic. Several kids gasped and he smiled at them. After his speech he bounded over to me within three strides. He smiled widely at me as he tucked the rose behind my ear, trailing his fingers down my cheek softly before returning to his excited crowd that started clapping at his entrance. Once again it led me to being the center of attention. I felt multiple unwanted eyes on me as they silently analysed me.

I sunk into the crowd, weaving my way backwards. Their focus should be on the hardworking performers not some silly girl who was singled out by the ringleader. This could be the only time that I'm not in Luther's sight, meaning the only time I can see if I can find anything. As soon as I was out of the crowd I ran. I took the path I memorised and it led me straight out of town. Mostly all the shops were closed so I wasn't worried about running over someone at high speed. Hiking up the hem of my dress to way above my knees may not be the ladylike thing to do but I made sure to wear leggings this time.

The camp looked strangely deserted. It had an ominous silence to it that didn't sit too well in my bones. Almost like the calm before the storm. I had to listen carefully to hear the comforting sounds of the forest that bordered the camp. Moving through what shadows I could find, I silently made my way through the camp. Gilan still has to show me his trick to unseen movement, but I bet it would be a lot easier without a dark red dress on.

A sudden coolness washed over me, making the hair on the back of my neck stick up. I was nearing the Luther's tent when I forgot something I really should not have. Maverick's tent was placed right next to his. I didn't even need to have the magic ability to sense if there are people around me to know exactly who was in that tent. Sneaking information was going to be harder than I thought. Maverick stepped out of his tent. There was no pretending that he didn't sense me as he stared at me the moment he saw me standing there. Every instinct told me to run, but I swallowed them down knowing that I was his prize. I gave him a half smile before continuing walking not missing a stride.

"I thought you would be watching the performance." He said emotionless. I stopped and turned to face him completely.

"Not if Luther is going to be more focused on me then his performers." I said, smiling at the thought of how true it was.

"Then you are a good match for him." He was still staring intently as if waiting for me to slip up. "But I guess it can only be because of your gift that fate has brought you too together."

"What do you mean gift?"My brows furrowed. Being a person with magic my one concern while growing up was people finding out about it. So much for Luther's warning, telling him to wait to not scare me off. Getting a little impatient are you?

"You have done things haven't you, things that you don't want anyone to find out about." Maverick hit it one the mark exactly, he has done this before.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Don't deny it, you know about magic."

"You mean the black art, don't you?"

"Yes, but you are not alone Miss Silas." I started backing away from him but he keep pace with me. His voice seemed to echo inside my head as he spoke, tearing up the very thing that I had spent my life trying to hide. I wanted to put my hands over my ears, but I focused on keeping my face looking scared. A girl like me would be scared that she was being interrogated for the stake later. I had to find a way to stop retreating from him; it was my job to let him collect me. My feet did the job for me. I felt a tent peg against my ankle and I sighed internally. Trying to get around with an annoying dress was going to end the same way it always does. I purposely kept walking backwards and I felt myself stumbling over the peg and my dress at the same time. My dress of course made it impossible for me to avoid falling even if I wanted to. This is the reason I hate wearing dresses, I don't even understand how one is supposed to be graceful when always tripping. Maybe it's just me. I broke my fall expertly with my hands, lowering myself to my stomach. I turned over and untangled my dress from its hold around my ankles.

"How did you do that?" Maverick actually sounded shocked.

"Do what?" I asked. I actually had no idea what he was talking about. I raised an eyebrow at him before returning to figuring out how this dress works.

"I assure you there is no safer place for people like us."

"Us?"

"I have the ability to sense other people's gifts among other things. Luther is a man of many talents and is what we call Silver-tongue, which makes him able to convince someone to practically do anything. Why do you think so many women here have run away from home because of him?"

"Well it didn't work on me?" I pointed out, standing up and dusting the dust off the dirt on my clothes.

"That's because you have a very powerful gift and it provides you with resilience against him. If you allow me to help you I can help you control it. Where else are you to go? Luther says the only thing you have left is your fixed engagement or here, anywhere else you could be burnt at the stake." I stared at him with no fear. Luther was right, he should've waited a bit before scaring me off; luckily for him I was finally dealing with something I knew how to handle. I would take this sense of fear any day over having to wear a dress. "You hide it almost too well for someone who hasn't had any training." Maverick pondered with an unsettling wicked smile. The Ranger inside of me wanted to wipe that smile off his face or something that I wouldn't be able to do in a corset. So I did the exact opposite, I ran.

Gilan POV

I snuck into Maverick's tent and found what I was looking for, his map. There was no doubt why he was the intelligence behind this scheme, because his map made as much sense as his unknown reason to start a war. Series of lines were all I could make out in the dim light and I engraved them to memory before slipping out of the sleeping leader's tent. These mysterious marking on the map folded up to what I assumed was the second camp; of course it was the only logical place he could've hidden it. Putting out the fire I made to read the map, I mounted Blaze. I have a long journey backtracking to the mountains, and the less time I spend away from Silas the less time I will have to spend worrying about her. She was a capable Ranger I'll give her that—as skilled and as tactful as any of the men, but that wasn't what I was worried about. This magic business was new and uncontrollable, and I'm not sure how well it can be stopped by an arrow. If she has no idea the affect she puts on men, then how can she handle what affect men will have on her, and by that I mean the magical Luther and his charms. Every time he touches her I have had to stop myself from shooting him with my arrow. I've come as half draw before realising what I was doing. I wanted nothing more than to turn back and save her from him, but I couldn't not without sacrificing the one shot we have to save the kingdom.

I had to reassure myself that she was fine, and I knew she was more ready than she thinks she is. Every day I journeyed just made me nervous about how long I was taking to get back to her, a three day journey there, a three day journey back. I couldn't push Blaze any faster not without burning myself out completely like I did back when Morgarath was threatening the kingdom. She was incredible, the way she can switch to behaving like a lady in seconds without a second thought. Just like the time when she saved me from my encounter from Jenny. Wow, I don't even remember the last time I thought about her and not a single twinge of sadness now that I think about her. As if this new mission was what I really needed. Having Silas with me makes it all that much more entertaining. The way she never has fear in her eyes in the face of danger, only makes me smile when I see it because of a dress or Mrs. Padavick. I've caught myself watching her out of the corner of my eye, and before I realise it I can't even remember what I was assessing. Every time that also happens, Will's knowing look flashes into my mind and reminds me that there could never be anything between us. It would just be wrong, she's my apprentice! The fact that she is Beckett's granddaughter just makes it worse because I would rather go on a trip with Halt without coffee than be under his scrutinizing gaze again, and that one time it was just a dance. I didn't even know she was his granddaughter at that time! What would happen if he knew I kissed his granddaughter? That was just on impulse, my body just took over as if it knew what to do. Not that I didn't mind it, actually I wouldn't mind doing it again, I wonder if she felt how her soft lips connected almost perfectly with mine. Stop Gilan, you can't think like that. If they found out of the tiniest rumor that there was a connection between the two of us, we would be separated without another word. I didn't want to lose my Silas that way. Besides, I only have until we save her grandfather and I want my full time with her.

I took the hard way getting to the camp. I dropped off Blaze and climbed my way over to them. They didn't have nearly enough men to match King Duncan's army, but usually there is more than can be seen. I snuck closer to observe closely their tactics. I saw at the far back were multiple purple clad Genovesans, sulking in the dark just waiting until they are given the order to kill. Other battle disciplines were being practiced, but nowhere near the caliber or level our armies are at. If Maverick is sending these men into battle it will just be a slaughter of blood that could be prevented if Silas and I can stop it in time. A long line of archers seized fire. It caught my full attention. I focused on the reason they stopped firing. Three people were walking away from the hundreds of pitched tents. What really caught my attention was the fact that to two bigger men were forcing most of their weight onto the middle man as if ready for him to attack at any moment. I small smile appeared on my lips as I knew the only person capable of causing that much trouble would be a Ranger. Beckett was still alive. Before my chance was up I knocked an arrow and sent it flying two hundred meters. It landed at their feet and the two guards jumped away surprised then started shouting to the archers. The old Ranger however stared at the arrow, and visibly stood taller. As if knowing exactly where I was he looked in my direction. It was impossible to tell from this distance but I swear I saw the retired Ranger smile.

Authors' Note: I thought you deserved a little bit extra this chapter. Plus I think I promised to put the Gilan POV several times. A lot happened this chapter, her showing a little bit of skin to Luther; one can only wonder what he was thinking when he saw that. I don't know about you but I would join the circus to be an acrobat, if Luther was there it would make my dreams come true... Sadly I will just have to pretend that I'm Silas and have Luther fawn over me that way, I know you do it too so don't make fun of me. I hope the part when Maverick is telling her about magic makes sense. I actually wrote it for last chapter but it didn't seem to fit so I did my best to work it into this one. Thanks so much for reading, I promise to do my best to update as soon as I can. Would it be too much to ask for reviews this chapter? I would love to hear what you think. Here it goes... Review please

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