Chapter 10: A Message Delivered
They camped that night near the roadside, taking what shelter they could from the wind... setting up near a small stand of trees.
After the evening meal was done, Rikku turned to Lisette and asked her to continue her story... asking why was she here?
Lisette became very still and quiet for a few moments, thinking hard.
Then spoke... "I'm very sorry, but as for the rest of my story... that is only for Sir Auron to know."
"Wha?" Exclaimed Wakka, bringing his arm up to his face in surprise. The others, save Auron, shared his thoughts, looking at each other nervously.
Auron suddenly knew instinctively, that whatever she was about to reveal, was not something he wanted the others to hear.
"Very well, come with me." He said, rising to walk into the darkness. Turning back to the others... "Kimahri, stand watch. The rest of you, try and get some sleep, I won't be long."
No one replied, their eyes following the two figures as they faded into the dark.
Auron led her through the dim light to a small outcropping of rock, not far from camp, a half-moon barely illuminating the way. Turning to face her and leaning his shoulder up against the jumble of stone, he looked at her pointedly... "Well?"
"Tell me Auron, what is your first memory of your childhood?" Lisette asked softly.
Auron raised an eyebrow, but it would seem he had no choice but to answer, if he wanted to get to the bottom of this maddening little mystery.
"I have no memories before the age of ten..." He hesitated and then continued... "I was found wandering, by a cloister of warrior monks. They took me in and raised me."
"Yes, I understand now." She replied cryptically.
Auron was quickly growing impatient with this. "Exactly what is it that you wish to tell me?" He growled.
She looked down at her feet and smiled... "If you will allow me, it would be better to show you than try to explain."
Auron's brow furrowed in frustration, but he nodded, giving his consent.
She stepped close to him then, and placed her hand upon his chest... her nearness and her touch sending an involuntary shiver up his spine.
"My gift to you..." She whispered, gazing into his face for a moment, then closing her eyes to summon all the power within her.
They camped that night near the roadside, taking what shelter they could from the wind... setting up near a small stand of trees.
After the evening meal was done, Rikku turned to Lisette and asked her to continue her story... asking why was she here?
Lisette became very still and quiet for a few moments, thinking hard.
Then spoke... "I'm very sorry, but as for the rest of my story... that is only for Sir Auron to know."
"Wha?" Exclaimed Wakka, bringing his arm up to his face in surprise. The others, save Auron, shared his thoughts, looking at each other nervously.
Auron suddenly knew instinctively, that whatever she was about to reveal, was not something he wanted the others to hear.
"Very well, come with me." He said, rising to walk into the darkness. Turning back to the others... "Kimahri, stand watch. The rest of you, try and get some sleep, I won't be long."
No one replied, their eyes following the two figures as they faded into the dark.
Auron led her through the dim light to a small outcropping of rock, not far from camp, a half-moon barely illuminating the way. Turning to face her and leaning his shoulder up against the jumble of stone, he looked at her pointedly... "Well?"
"Tell me Auron, what is your first memory of your childhood?" Lisette asked softly.
Auron raised an eyebrow, but it would seem he had no choice but to answer, if he wanted to get to the bottom of this maddening little mystery.
"I have no memories before the age of ten..." He hesitated and then continued... "I was found wandering, by a cloister of warrior monks. They took me in and raised me."
"Yes, I understand now." She replied cryptically.
Auron was quickly growing impatient with this. "Exactly what is it that you wish to tell me?" He growled.
She looked down at her feet and smiled... "If you will allow me, it would be better to show you than try to explain."
Auron's brow furrowed in frustration, but he nodded, giving his consent.
She stepped close to him then, and placed her hand upon his chest... her nearness and her touch sending an involuntary shiver up his spine.
"My gift to you..." She whispered, gazing into his face for a moment, then closing her eyes to summon all the power within her.