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Chapter 2
Folken was mentally kicking himself. He hadn't checked on the girl once since his first visit, and he couldn't get her out of his head. She haunted him, day and night. Wherever he looked he saw the figure of her on her knees, hair fallen around her head, crying her heart out.
He shook his head. Sighing, he headed to the prison
" I can't believe I'm doing this...what do I care about her?"
He passed the guard with the bandage around his head, asking to see the prisoner. After the guard left, he snickered. The girl must not have been exaggerating when she told him she had a lot of power.
He heard her singing softly. He paused, listening. She had a beautiful voice.
"...And I'll cherish every drop here on my knees! I wanna love you forever, and this is all I'm asking of you. Ten thousand lifetimes together..." She stopped short, hearing him walking toward the cell.
" Hi." Her greeting was short and clipped, with a hint of embarrassment.
" You have a nice voice. Where is the song from?"
" My home." She looked down.
" Have you decided to treat me with the respect that I deserve?" He raised an eyebrow.
Her face flashed up, anger in her eyes.
" You kill thousands of people for fun. You deserve no respect." She snapped at him, obviously mad at the interruption.
" Orders are orders, my lady." The amount of sarcasm in his sentence surprised even him. She glared at him.
" Well, I suppose that I still have to give you a tour." He was completely ad-libbing by now.
" There's a tour?" Her voice was filled with skepticism
" Well, no, but I thought you might want to stretch your legs a bit." Great...good job to me, Folken. Idiot.
" Well, could I exchange the "tour" for a meal? They forgot to feed me. I'm starving."
" They forgot??? I find that highly unlikely, madam." She colored slightly.
" Well, I kinda had to beat em up...so I guess they just ignored me."
Folken raised an eyebrow, and the girl colored further.
" Well, what about the tour...if it includes a meal, I'll take you up on the offer, even if it is a spur of the moment idea." She smirked, and felt her way to the cell door.
" Yeah, I guess I could feed you first. Then you get to meet Lord Dillandu. Lucky you." I unlocked the door, grabbed her elbow, and led her down the hallway. Having no other choice, she followed me.
" So who IS Lord Dillandu, anyway? All of the guards around my cell never mention his name when they talk about him. He's referred to as He or Him." She laughed. Folken started to snicker, but turned it into a cough just in time. It was odd, but Folken felt like he'd done this before, not leading a prisoner, but walking with that girl. What was it about her that plagued him? He looked down at the girl, and smiled, glad for once that she couldn't see him.
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This felt so familiar, walking down the hallway with this man, although she'd never seen him in her life. Why did he make up the tour idea, anyway? Was he trying to apologize for making her blind? He was a total mystery. I wish that I could see him, just once. Just to see what he looks like. She closed her eyes, thinking about Folken. Oh, how she missed him.
After the meal, on which I was sure that I had spilled something, the man took my elbow and helped my off of the chair.
" I'm not totally invalid, you know. I can get off of a chair." I sighed.
" You never know. For all I know, you might have fallen on your face, getting injured. I would then be blamed. Not a good thing." I laughed, and started walking.
" So, what's with your right arm? When you forced my head up," She grimaced, " Which hurt, by the way, it felt metallic." I could feel him stiffen up.
" I'd rather not talk about it." He sounded angry.
" So-rry. Jeez, don't get upset. Just wondering." I rolled my eyes. "Tch."
" We're at Lord Dillandu's conference room. I'm warning you, don't say ANYTHING that would upset him. You'll regret it. He's in a very bad mood." I smirked.
" Don't worry. Just because I'm blind doesn't mean that I can't fend for myself." Lifting my head high, I stepped into the room, with the man at my side. Funny how I didn't even know his name yet.
" Lord Dillandu, this is the girl that was wandering in our forest a few days ago."
" Oh really? This is the girl that killed two of my men? Are you sure that there was no one else with her?" Lord Dillandu's voice sounded like he was always relaxed. It had a hint of brutality in it, though.
" Yes. She went blind when one of the men tried to knock her out." I couldn't believe him. He was lying through his teeth just so he wouldn't get in trouble. Coward. I decided to stay silent, though. If he went this far not to get in trouble, I might as well not spoil it for him. Besides, I owed him from both the meal and "tour".
" What's your name, girl." It sounded more like an order than a question.
" Miaka." I lifted my head a bit higher.
"Miaka..." I knew what he wanted me to say, and I sure wasn't going to give him the honour.
" Just Miaka." I smirked. The "tour guide" gave me a warning nudge. I shrugged.
" I think that you're forgetting something." Lord Dillandu's voice had a definite edge to it. I heard several rapid steps, and then a swish of air. I raised my hand, caught Lord Dillandu's arm, and twisted it behind his back.
" I don't think that I'm forgetting anything." I let go of him and stepped back. I heard the smack of the tour guide's hand hitting his forehead. He whispered to himself, " Stupid, stupid, stupid girl." I whispered back, " Excuse me??" and kicked his leg. A muffled
" ooowww..." came in the general direction of the tour guide. I grinned.
" You're fast girl. I've never met a blind girl who could do that." Dillandu stressed the words blind and girl. I already hated him.
" Well, that's cause you haven't met me before, huh?" I smiled an over-sweet smile.
" Fiery. Just the way I like them. Huh." Totally disgusted, I turned and left the room.
" Fiery. Just the way I like them. Huh." Folken grimaced. Dillandu was over-stepping his boundaries. To his inner amusement, she turned and left the room.
" Excuse me, Dillandu, I have to bring the prisoner back to her cell. If she hasn't run away already." Folken bowed, and stepped out of the room. To his surprise, the girl was still there, sitting on the floor. She sighed.
" I can't find my way outa here." Her face was hidden, but he was sure that she was blushing. He laughed out loud. She smiled.
"Come, let's get you back before Dillandu gets any ideas." He told her as she lifted her head. She grimaced and practically jumped up. He grinned and led her back to her cell.
"Thanks for the meal and 'tour'." She said to him as she turned around.
"Welcome but watch out for Lord Dillandu, he can get ANYthing he wants. If you know what I mean."
"Not with me he won't!" Folken laughed. She started to turn a pink color.
"Say what you want, but still, watch it." He told her. " Anyways I have to get back to Lord Dillandu."
" Whatever." She waved her hand behind her as she went into her cell and sat on the cot. Folken grinned. It was amazing how fierce she could be one moment, and docile the next. Folken shook his head, turned, and headed back to Dillandu's room.