They stayed there quietly spending time with Yfandes for most of the
afternoon, though the other Companions, all of them in residence, came to
join them.
* * *
Talia clenched her fists in frustration. She looked at the members of the Alliance Council. They were arguing again, and she could feel their emotions battering her shields. Sometimes being an Empath is a real pain. She thought as she doubled her shielding. Suddenly she stood up and slammed her fist on the table. All eyes turned to her, as silence descended. She had always stayed in the background, always quietly but forcefully spoken her opinion. Now her anger was evident.
"What are you doing?" She asked in anger, "This is solving nothing. We are here to work something out, not to bicker! These meetings are not held because we enjoy them. They are not held so you could all gather to argue. They are being held so that we can help each other. We have formed an Alliance whether you like it or not. You must have thought you could work together, or else you would have denied the Alliance. Prove yourselves true, and concentrate on what is important. The safety of not only your individual countries, but perhaps the entire world. If we could survive the cataclysm, we have to work together to survive what else may come." She abruptly sat down.
Everyone stared at her in shock. She looked at each of them in turn. As she met their eyes, each looked down. They were obviously ashamed of themselves, as they should be. She then looked at Selenay. The Queen nodded and took over. The meeting went smoothly after that, though they still did not accomplish anything.
* * *
'Lendel looked up as he noticed that all the Companions in residence had gathered around them. They were each lending him their support, which had to be an unprecedented event. He looked at Vanyel, who looked as surprised as he felt. "Why are they doing this for me?" He asked then he looked around him, "Why are you all doing this? I'm not that important! I'm the one who was repudiated because I couldn't be a good Herald, because I couldn't control my anger! Van's the all-powerful Herald-Mage. He's the one you should be helping. I don't deserve it." The last was spoken very quietly.
Vanyel was about to respond, to tell 'Lendel that none of that was true, when he was interrupted by a young woman's voice. "That isn't true. They obviously see something in you. Something that was also seen long ago." Vanyel and 'Lendel spun at the voice. The companions had moved in order to reveal a young woman of about sixteen or seventeen. She was tall and slender, with shoulder-length blonde hair and mischievous sapphire eyes. She also wore the Grays of a Heraldic Trainee.
'Lendel just stared at the young woman. The voice had been very, very familiar, though his first thought was that it was impossible. "Gala?" He asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to find out what she would say. She looked at him, and then looked around, suddenly realizing where she was. "I'm sorry? My name is Galina."
'Lendel looked down. "Oh.of course, I thought." Galina looked at him. He shook his head. "Never mind." Vanyel, who had unconsciously backed up closer to Yfandes when Galina had approached, sent a wave of reassurance and comfort along his link to 'Lendel. But he remained quiet and out of the way. Galina looked between them. "Who are you? I'm sorry, I don't want to seem rude, but I am obviously out here for a reason." She then looked straight at 'Lendel and met his eyes. "And I felt drawn to you."
'Lendel shivered as he looked into her eyes. They were so damn familiar. He could swear it was Gala standing in front of him. But she had clearly said her name was Galina, and she obviously didn't know him. Maybe it was just that he missed her so much, his mind was creating things that weren't really there.
Galina cocked her head to the side and studied 'Lendel. She knew she had never met him, but he was so familiar. There had to be a reason she had come out here without realizing what she was doing. She realized they had never answered her question. "Are you going to answer my question? Who are you?" She had meant the question for them both, but she remained looking at 'Lendel, and only really wanted an answer from him.
Vanyel, seeing this, excused himself quietly, and left with Yfandes, thoroughly confused.
'Lendel looked at Galina again. "I am Tylendel Frelennye." He watched her, to see if the name meant anything to her. Galina looked at him, silently. The name was definitely familiar, and she felt like she knew him. There had to be a reason she had been drawn to him. "The name does sound familiar." She told him. "I know I've never met you before, though." She paused. "I.I'd like to get to know you, though. If that's alright." 'Lendel nodded. "I'd like that. I don't know you, but I feel like I do. And lately I haven't been very trusting of people that I don't know, but you are a Trainee, and, well, I've been told that Companions don't Choose wrong. Though mine seemed to."
Galina stepped closer, "That isn't true. Gala didn't Choose wrong she just made the wrong choice when she didn't stand by you, when you needed her the most." 'Lendel looked at her with narrowed eyes. "How do you know that?" Galina looked down. "I.I don't know, but I do know that she wouldn't have Chosen you in the first place if you weren't a good person. She just didn't stop to think of how the death of your twin affected you so much, and that your lust for revenge wasn't only yours but a promise to Staven." She suddenly looked at him, scared. "I don't know how I know all of this, but I have to go. I have classes early." With that she ran back to the Collegium, leaving him staring after her, wondering how she knew about his promise to Staven, when he hadn't told anyone about it.
* * *
Talia clenched her fists in frustration. She looked at the members of the Alliance Council. They were arguing again, and she could feel their emotions battering her shields. Sometimes being an Empath is a real pain. She thought as she doubled her shielding. Suddenly she stood up and slammed her fist on the table. All eyes turned to her, as silence descended. She had always stayed in the background, always quietly but forcefully spoken her opinion. Now her anger was evident.
"What are you doing?" She asked in anger, "This is solving nothing. We are here to work something out, not to bicker! These meetings are not held because we enjoy them. They are not held so you could all gather to argue. They are being held so that we can help each other. We have formed an Alliance whether you like it or not. You must have thought you could work together, or else you would have denied the Alliance. Prove yourselves true, and concentrate on what is important. The safety of not only your individual countries, but perhaps the entire world. If we could survive the cataclysm, we have to work together to survive what else may come." She abruptly sat down.
Everyone stared at her in shock. She looked at each of them in turn. As she met their eyes, each looked down. They were obviously ashamed of themselves, as they should be. She then looked at Selenay. The Queen nodded and took over. The meeting went smoothly after that, though they still did not accomplish anything.
* * *
'Lendel looked up as he noticed that all the Companions in residence had gathered around them. They were each lending him their support, which had to be an unprecedented event. He looked at Vanyel, who looked as surprised as he felt. "Why are they doing this for me?" He asked then he looked around him, "Why are you all doing this? I'm not that important! I'm the one who was repudiated because I couldn't be a good Herald, because I couldn't control my anger! Van's the all-powerful Herald-Mage. He's the one you should be helping. I don't deserve it." The last was spoken very quietly.
Vanyel was about to respond, to tell 'Lendel that none of that was true, when he was interrupted by a young woman's voice. "That isn't true. They obviously see something in you. Something that was also seen long ago." Vanyel and 'Lendel spun at the voice. The companions had moved in order to reveal a young woman of about sixteen or seventeen. She was tall and slender, with shoulder-length blonde hair and mischievous sapphire eyes. She also wore the Grays of a Heraldic Trainee.
'Lendel just stared at the young woman. The voice had been very, very familiar, though his first thought was that it was impossible. "Gala?" He asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to find out what she would say. She looked at him, and then looked around, suddenly realizing where she was. "I'm sorry? My name is Galina."
'Lendel looked down. "Oh.of course, I thought." Galina looked at him. He shook his head. "Never mind." Vanyel, who had unconsciously backed up closer to Yfandes when Galina had approached, sent a wave of reassurance and comfort along his link to 'Lendel. But he remained quiet and out of the way. Galina looked between them. "Who are you? I'm sorry, I don't want to seem rude, but I am obviously out here for a reason." She then looked straight at 'Lendel and met his eyes. "And I felt drawn to you."
'Lendel shivered as he looked into her eyes. They were so damn familiar. He could swear it was Gala standing in front of him. But she had clearly said her name was Galina, and she obviously didn't know him. Maybe it was just that he missed her so much, his mind was creating things that weren't really there.
Galina cocked her head to the side and studied 'Lendel. She knew she had never met him, but he was so familiar. There had to be a reason she had come out here without realizing what she was doing. She realized they had never answered her question. "Are you going to answer my question? Who are you?" She had meant the question for them both, but she remained looking at 'Lendel, and only really wanted an answer from him.
Vanyel, seeing this, excused himself quietly, and left with Yfandes, thoroughly confused.
'Lendel looked at Galina again. "I am Tylendel Frelennye." He watched her, to see if the name meant anything to her. Galina looked at him, silently. The name was definitely familiar, and she felt like she knew him. There had to be a reason she had been drawn to him. "The name does sound familiar." She told him. "I know I've never met you before, though." She paused. "I.I'd like to get to know you, though. If that's alright." 'Lendel nodded. "I'd like that. I don't know you, but I feel like I do. And lately I haven't been very trusting of people that I don't know, but you are a Trainee, and, well, I've been told that Companions don't Choose wrong. Though mine seemed to."
Galina stepped closer, "That isn't true. Gala didn't Choose wrong she just made the wrong choice when she didn't stand by you, when you needed her the most." 'Lendel looked at her with narrowed eyes. "How do you know that?" Galina looked down. "I.I don't know, but I do know that she wouldn't have Chosen you in the first place if you weren't a good person. She just didn't stop to think of how the death of your twin affected you so much, and that your lust for revenge wasn't only yours but a promise to Staven." She suddenly looked at him, scared. "I don't know how I know all of this, but I have to go. I have classes early." With that she ran back to the Collegium, leaving him staring after her, wondering how she knew about his promise to Staven, when he hadn't told anyone about it.
