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Neal and Rob walked along the halls of the palace, their arms full of shirts,
tunics, breeches, and boots, (but no hose!!) So what was up with those
bruises on Marco's face? Neal asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

Rob immediately got defensive, What do you mean, What was up'?
Anything could have happened, it's not like you've never gotten a bruise.

But we both know that it wasn't just anything. I could sense through
my magic that those weren't normal bruises. He wasn't just hurt physically.

Fine, we don't like to talk about it, I don't know why, we just don't
though... But his dad... Rob trailed off, gazing intently at the boots he was
carrying. His dad hits him, not all the time, but often enough. I've seen it,
once I was over at his house and his dad had him up by the throat against the
wall. I'm serious, he was like three feet off the ground. he paused, then
added, softly, You're right. It's not just physical.

I guess my healing Marco kinda took his pride. Neal said. After Rob
agreed they walked in silence for a while. Then Neal's eyes lit up and he
turned to Rob, What if we got the Shang Horse to teach him to defend
himself. Not attack at all, just so he won't get hurt?

Rob smiled, It's worth a try.

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Luisa nervously made her way out onto the practice courts. She saw
the Wildcat across the way, practicing. She moved with such amazing
muscular grace that the girl was hesitant even to approach her. But she
steeled her nerves, ran her fingers through her short auburn hair and walked
across the court.

Um, Ms. Bell, er, Your Wildcatliness.. um.. I just arrived here this
morning under pretty unusual circumstances, you see, I'm from another
world, and in my world we have a thing called karate, which is a lot like
Shang fighting. I'm considered pretty good at that, and if it wouldn't be too
much trouble, I'd like to train with you. She finished and held her breath,
wishing with all her heart that the Wildcat would accept.

Of course it will be a lot of trouble, and of course I accept. She
answered wryly, Now take off those silly sandals and let's see what you can
do.

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Raecla and Kel lay on the grass outside of the palace, staring at the
clouds and sunbathing. She had furnished Kel with a tank top, shorts, and
shades, all in all, the effect was quite impressive.

You said you read about Tortall in books, do you mean like history
books or geography books or what? Kel asked.

Raecla couldn't help but let out a small laugh, No, novels actually.


Yeah, novels. You see, in my world, in Italy, Tortall isn't considered
exactly, well, real. It's just a thing in books.

And how much exactly is written in these books? Kel asked, feigning
disinterest.

More than you want to know, my pretty! she replied with an evil grin
and cackle. Returning to her normal voice, And I also have another
wonderful invention to introduce you to! with a flourish she produced a
bottle of Coke from her pack, Coca Cola, sorry, we were all out of Pixie.

As they sat, enjoying the Coke and sun, Raecla asked, So what do you
think of Neal? Do you like him?

Of course I like him, he's one of my best frie.... then catching the
gleam in the other girl's eye, No, not that way. He's just a friend.

And a certain red-haired gentleman? she inquired innocently.
Kel got flushed, I don't know, he's called me all those names for a
long time now, but he still treats me like one of the guys. Sometimes I see
him looking at me, but I have no idea what that look on his face could mean!
I can't -- Yes, I like him. She finished determinedly.

Well that works out fine then. Raecla said satisfiedly

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing, nothing at all! She answered airily.


Hey! what do you think of it so far? I'm also posting an Italian dictionary thing, so not everybody will be lost. It just kind of takes away from the story, having it all in the middle and stuff, but none of it's difficult, and none of it's essential. Please r/r or e-mail me at sonnet421@literati.co.uk and tell me what you think! I don't care if they're comments or flames or what. And also, I haven't read Page yet, so just bear with me. What do you think should happen next?

~Adoracia