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Chapter 6
The day dawned dull and gray. It matched perfectly with the mood that Sarah was in. She had dreamt of strange events that were long since past. She shook her head slightly to rid it of the visions of battle and loss. She opened her eyes; her vision was a bit blurry as it was in the morning. A dark figure was sitting by her side. "Devlin?!" she whispered softly, but it wasn't. Sitting by her side was Edward. He looked a bit cross at the mention of the name, but the look vanished.
"Edward?" Sarah said groggily.
"Yes. How do you feel?"
"Fine, why do you ask? Furthermore, what are you doing here?" Sarah wasn't angry, just a bit confused. She and Edward had grown up together -- like brother and sister, but this was unlike the prestigious upright Edward to come into her room without her knowing -- without her being in proper clothes. Sarah stood up, wrapping a bathrobe around her.
"You were talking in your sleep, you seemed a bit afraid. And to the second question, just thought I'd drop by."
"In the early hours of the morning?" Edward stood up.
"Can't I be a good friend?" He smiled genially at her.
Sarah was standing and Edward was opposite her -- his back to the balcony doors. Sarah turned, rummaging through her drawers for the hairbrush she was continually loosing. She turned back, facing Edward and dropped the recently found hairbrush. Her eyes widened. Standing on her balcony was Devlin.
"Let me get that." Edward bent down to pick up the brush. "Get out of here!" Sarah mouthed, motioning him to go with her hands, but he didn't move. His eyes were on Edward. He's jealous, she thought, and it brought a smile to her face.
"Edward, why not go downstairs, Mrs. B will cook you some breakfast. I'll dress and be down there."
"All right, Sarah." Edward turned to leave but stopped. Something outside had caught his attention.
"What was that?" He asked, moving towards the window. Sarah's heart stopped. What would she tell Edward? How was she to explain the apparition of a strange boy upon her balcony let alone who he was?
"I'm sure it was nothing. Why not -- "
"No", he interrupted, "Something is out there. Stay back Sarah." Cautiously he approached the doors. Sarah closed her eyes. Dear God, she thought. Edward opened the doors to find -- nothing.
"I must have been mistaken," he said, though his voice showed evidence that he firmly believed there had been someone out there.
"I shall go down and wait for you, Sarah. I have a surprise." Sarah nodded hardly able to believe her luck. Curious, she walked over to the balcony. She had been so sure that Devlin had been there. She leaned over the balcony peering down. Sarah cocked her head to the side-nothing. He must have run off, she thought.
She turned back and jumped. Devlin was there, standing still, a slight crease in his forehead. "Devlin," Sarah murmured, moving closer to embrace him, but he stood stiff.
"Who was that boy, the one I found sitting beside your bed as you slept?"
"Edward? He's an old friend; the he son of Commodore Norrington."
"Yes, a family friend", repeated Devlin unconvinced that, that was everything.
"What are you saying?"
"Nothing," he said rather coldly more than he meant to, "nothing", he said again his voice loosing its icy edge. Sarah met his steady gaze with her own.
"You need to be a little less jealous, I really do like you."
"I know you do; I feel the same way about you." Devlin smiled down at Sarah. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Sarah giggled into Devlin's chest, resting her head against him. She closed her eyes.
Sarah had never felt so content. She felt neither caged nor restless. His hands were drawing soft circles on her back, and she could hear his heart beating. She could have stayed that way forever, but alas, it was not to be. Sarah sighed. She had to go. Edward was downstairs waiting for her. Sarah muttered something into the soft fabric of Devlin's shirt.
"What was that, princess?" Sarah sighed again reluctantly pulling away from her pirate.
"I have to go. I have to get dressed. You have to go."
"But I don't want to", Devlin said pouting a bit. This made Sarah's grin grow to a smile, and she ran a finger down the scar that had not faded with time. Sarah pulled away disappearing into her bathroom. She came out, in her undergarments fuming under her breath about silly dresses. A maid named Maggie followed her out of the bathroom hurriedly trying to make "her mistress" presentable.
"MISTRESS!" Maggie gasped upon spying Devlin sitting, relaxed, on the bed. Sarah rolled her eyes. She stepped obligingly into the bathroom.
When she came out, she found Devlin still on the bed looking quite amused. Her hair was brushed and neat, falling like dark sheets of silk down to ends that curled. Devlin stood up bowing before the two women.
"Ladies," he said. Maggie was wide eyed. There was a boy in Sarah's bedroom, a boy who wasn't Edward. What shocked her more was how respectful he was. In a few short strides that made him look as if he walked on air, Devlin stood before Sarah. He, once again, wrapped his hands around Sarah's waist pulling their bodies close. Sarah lifted her face expectantly, and her presumptions could not have been more correct. Devlin bent down, and gently brushed her lips with a kiss meant only to last a moment, lasted far longer. Devlin pulled away, nipping Sarah's lip in the process.
"You have to go," he whispered.
"So do you."
"Meet me later on, by the docks, around twilight."
"I will, I promise." Devlin walked to the balcony, preparing to climb back down. He turned, looking back at Sarah.
"Don't make me more jealous, Sarah." She merely nodded, still captivated by his essence.
There was a sharp release of breath in the room. Maggie was still standing there.
"Maggie, promise me that you won't utter a word of this to anyone. Not Edward, not my father and above, all NOT my mother."
"Yes miss." Maggie finished putting up Sarah's hair and wrapped a hat around the elegant up-do. Sarah headed downstairs to meet Edward, her mind focused on that evening when she would be back with Devlin again. What she didn't know of, was the pair of prying eyes hiding behind the closet door. Those eyes narrowed in dismay. The little miss should not be kissing that boy. I'll soon put a stop to that.
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Nienna