This is chapter 5. Disclaimer- I don't own many of the characters featured in this fanfic. I do own a few and the pairing was my idea but that's about it. -Rc

Lies

By Random Classmate

"So Master Demitre, tell me about yourself........",Mel asked several days after Numair had left.

"What is there to say...? Hmmm....... I've lived here all my life. I always wanted to see Carthak. My father told me it was a very nice place to live." Demitre said.

"It is. I......." Mel sat quietly shuffling her feet. "heard good things about it..." She was obviously nervous. Demitre figured she was lying.

"Really?"

"No....... I lived there...... that's were my parents......... were..........." She said again nervously. She began ripping up pieces of paper.

"What happened to them?"

"When I was five my parents were taken away by the emperor's guards. They tried to kill me........... I.... I...." She began to cry. He put a comforting arm around her shoulders. He kissed her forehead gently as one would hold a dying rose. She smiled at him. From then on the two were inseparable. They stayed together until.......

"Mel, I have something to tell you." Demitre approached her silently. His eyes searching the ground as though he were looking for something. He looked up at her. She placed her arms around his neck. "I......" He opened his mouth then closed it again. He couldn't tell her why his father had left. He didn't want to hurt her. "Mel my father left to...... arrange a marriage........ for me." Mel's mouth swung open. She couldn't believe what he was telling her. "He wants me to marry but not fall in love. And............. I'm sorry...... I should have told you earlier... but I was afraid.......... Melquiades I'm sorry..... I didn't mean to...!" Tears poured down her cheeks. She flew out the door and flung herself into the mud. Rain pounded on her back as she bashed her fists and head into the ground. Demitre came out and pulled her from the mud. She clung to his neck. They stood together like they had for the past few days. He ran his hand down her back and kissed her forehead. He released her and lead her inside. He fetched a pail of water and wiped the mud from her hands and face. She was still crying. She knew she would have to let him go one day, but she had hoped it would be in death. Tonight was their last night together. Numair would return tomorrow in the afternoon and they would never be with each other as they had again. He would be married and she would serve him.

Numair returned on time with a young woman following him. She wasn't at all pretty. She had frizzy red hair that was cut close to her head. She was very heavy and had dark skin. Mel smiled and curtsied as Numair passed her. She would have to act as normal as possible to fool the mage and her lover's bride to be. The woman bowed and kissed Demitre. Mel turned a shade of pink in anger. This.......... thing had destroyed her chance at love, and she wasn't about to get away with it. Mel had a plan. This is going to be fun. She said to herself as she followed Numair, Demitre, and his fiance inside the cabin. Loads of fun..........

How was it? Hopefully a little better. I tried to work on it since my last chapter was "weak". I heard that my writing was going a little downhill. I tried to do better. Tell me how I did. See ya next time! -Random Classmate