Chapter Seven: Varice Kingsford
"What? Say that again." Sir Gareth asked. He hadn't been able to understand any them. Rehani stopped whirling around. What had gotten into her? She had never acted like this before!
"We found our daughter, finally." Numair announced.
"Who?" Sir Gareth asked blankly. Alanna rolled her eyes.
"Who do you think?" Alanna asked, rolling her eyes again.
"I don't know!" Sir Gareth cried.
"Rehani, you dolt!" Numair exclaimed.
"That is your daughter's name. Of course you found Rehani." Sir Gareth still didn't get it.
"Gary, you can be such an idiot sometimes! Rehani - this Rehani right here, the freed slave - is Daine and Numair's long lost daughter!" Alanna told him, exasperated.
"Really?" Sir Gareth asked.
"Yes, really. Do you want me to do the spell again?" Numair asked calmly.
"No! We have to get Varice!" Rehani yelled.
"Varice? What has she got to do with anything?" Sir Nealan asked in his usual drawl.
"She kidnapped us!" Daine shouted.
"Well you didn't tell us that." Sir Nealan answered coolly.
"Where is she?" Alanna asked quickly. "When I get my hands on that woman."
"What time is it? Nine. Good. She usually comes to tease us then. We have to get going! Rehani, you know this palace like the back of your hand! Lead the way!" Numair cried. The group tore down the hall.
"Wait! The emperor! What will he say?" somebody from the back of the group shouted.
"We'll have to go to him first. Let's go. Hurry up. Lead on, Rehani!" Numair replied.
"I thought you didn't know it was Varice!" Rehani told Numair as they raced down the hall.
"I just realized that I recognized the voice. Hurry! Faster!" Numair sped ahead on his long legs.
"No fair! You have long legs!" Rehani protested, but she easily caught up. She was a fast runner. They reached the emperor's chambers. Daine pounded on the door. Numair pushed her back.
"That's no way to act, sweetling." He murmured as a guard opened the door. Kaddar was right behind him.
"Daine? Numair? Rehani? Sir Gareth? Is that Sir Nealan? What are you all doing here?" Kaddar asked.
"We have to catch Varice! She kidnapped me, Daine, and our daughter!" Numair cried.
"Your daughter? Your daughter didn't come along. You don't even have a daughter!" Kaddar replied.
"Yes we do. She was kidnapped when she was six. Rehani is our daughter. But never mind that. We were kidnapped by Varice!" Numair told him.
"We have to get her. She'll have to go to jail for kidnapping." Kaddar turned to his guard. "Orem, have the guards look for Varice Kingsford. Shackle her and bring her to the dungeons. I charge her with kidnapping." The guard hurried off. "I'm very sorry about this Daine, Numair. Rehani. Everybody. If you don't want Kalasin to marry me, that's all right. The talks were going well, but with all that's happened."
"You didn't have anything to do with it. We'll see you at the talks tomorrow, Your Imperial Majesty." Numair replied soothingly. The group bowed and left.
As the group returned to their rooms, a woman hurried to the main gates. The woman was pretty and wore face paint and lip rouge. She wore a torn and dirty ball gown. She demanded that the gates were open. When they swung open, the woman raced through. She raced away into the darkness.
A/N Sorry this chapter is so short.
"What? Say that again." Sir Gareth asked. He hadn't been able to understand any them. Rehani stopped whirling around. What had gotten into her? She had never acted like this before!
"We found our daughter, finally." Numair announced.
"Who?" Sir Gareth asked blankly. Alanna rolled her eyes.
"Who do you think?" Alanna asked, rolling her eyes again.
"I don't know!" Sir Gareth cried.
"Rehani, you dolt!" Numair exclaimed.
"That is your daughter's name. Of course you found Rehani." Sir Gareth still didn't get it.
"Gary, you can be such an idiot sometimes! Rehani - this Rehani right here, the freed slave - is Daine and Numair's long lost daughter!" Alanna told him, exasperated.
"Really?" Sir Gareth asked.
"Yes, really. Do you want me to do the spell again?" Numair asked calmly.
"No! We have to get Varice!" Rehani yelled.
"Varice? What has she got to do with anything?" Sir Nealan asked in his usual drawl.
"She kidnapped us!" Daine shouted.
"Well you didn't tell us that." Sir Nealan answered coolly.
"Where is she?" Alanna asked quickly. "When I get my hands on that woman."
"What time is it? Nine. Good. She usually comes to tease us then. We have to get going! Rehani, you know this palace like the back of your hand! Lead the way!" Numair cried. The group tore down the hall.
"Wait! The emperor! What will he say?" somebody from the back of the group shouted.
"We'll have to go to him first. Let's go. Hurry up. Lead on, Rehani!" Numair replied.
"I thought you didn't know it was Varice!" Rehani told Numair as they raced down the hall.
"I just realized that I recognized the voice. Hurry! Faster!" Numair sped ahead on his long legs.
"No fair! You have long legs!" Rehani protested, but she easily caught up. She was a fast runner. They reached the emperor's chambers. Daine pounded on the door. Numair pushed her back.
"That's no way to act, sweetling." He murmured as a guard opened the door. Kaddar was right behind him.
"Daine? Numair? Rehani? Sir Gareth? Is that Sir Nealan? What are you all doing here?" Kaddar asked.
"We have to catch Varice! She kidnapped me, Daine, and our daughter!" Numair cried.
"Your daughter? Your daughter didn't come along. You don't even have a daughter!" Kaddar replied.
"Yes we do. She was kidnapped when she was six. Rehani is our daughter. But never mind that. We were kidnapped by Varice!" Numair told him.
"We have to get her. She'll have to go to jail for kidnapping." Kaddar turned to his guard. "Orem, have the guards look for Varice Kingsford. Shackle her and bring her to the dungeons. I charge her with kidnapping." The guard hurried off. "I'm very sorry about this Daine, Numair. Rehani. Everybody. If you don't want Kalasin to marry me, that's all right. The talks were going well, but with all that's happened."
"You didn't have anything to do with it. We'll see you at the talks tomorrow, Your Imperial Majesty." Numair replied soothingly. The group bowed and left.
As the group returned to their rooms, a woman hurried to the main gates. The woman was pretty and wore face paint and lip rouge. She wore a torn and dirty ball gown. She demanded that the gates were open. When they swung open, the woman raced through. She raced away into the darkness.
A/N Sorry this chapter is so short.