Hey everyone, I decided to post this, to see if anyone liked it. Of course, I only have the first chapter written. I decided, that if I get about 20-30 reviews, I may update it, if I can find the inspiration to continue writing. Oh and before I start, one warning. This may be slightly AU and it may also contain some OOC. I warn you now, so I don't get flames telling me how crap my story is. I got one like that about my 'The Orb Of Roses', and I haven't been able to write anymore on it, which is a shame since I was enjoying writing it, then someone came along and told me that my plot was unoriginal, and that my characters were wrong. I'm no David Eddings, thank you very much. Anyway, I'll write the disclaimer, then it's on with the story.

Disclaimer- I do not own the wonderful characters that exist in David Eddings's world.

Chapter 1-

Althalus awoke to the soft sound of laughter. He smiled gently. Since he could feel the warmth to his side that he knew was his wife, he figured it had to be his daughter. What was she up to this time?

The giggling continued. Althalus raised his head a little and his eyes opened a crack. There was his autumn haired daughter, sitting by one of the windows in their home. His eyes opened a little more, and he saw the grin on the girl's face. It was entirely too cheeky. Before he could think about it though, he felt a drip of icy water hit his face.

Althalus's eyes shot wide open as what seemed to be a bucket full of icy water splashed all over him. He shouted, and was about to mutter some choice curses when he heard the soft giggling change to a laugh. It was pure as a bell, and it rang over him.

"Lorelle." Althalus sighed, shaking his head from side to side.

"Yes Daddy?" Lorelle giggled, as she left her seat.

"What would've you done had any of that water hit your mother?" Althalus asked, thinking of how his wife would be terribly upset at such an awakening.

"But Daddy, Mother's already downstairs finishing breakfast. She wanted me to wake you up." Lorelle said.

"But she's right..." Althalus broke off, noticing that his wife was nowhere in the room. "Alright young lady. Just how did you do that?" He asked sternly.

"Do what Daddy?" Lorelle asked in an innocent tone. She looked up at Althalus, smiling coyly. This lasted for about a minute, for an impish grin broke across Lorelle's face. "I'm not telling." She cried as she raced downstairs to her mother.

"Lorelle, what did you do to your father?" Dweia asked her daughter.

"Nothing Mother. You said to wake him, and so I did." The innocent look and voice was back.

"Em, did you know that our daughter here could create illusions that gave off heat, a certain scent, could also create something that made me think that you were beside me? It was almost solid!" Althalus cried.

"Lorelle. What have you been doing?" Dweia looked at her daughter.

"I've been practicing. I mean, if I'm to go out in the world, I may need to be able to do that." Lorelle lowered her head, waiting for the explosion. Sure enough, it arrived straight afterward.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" Althalus never yelled, except on this topic.

"Daddy. I'll be fine. I got my looks from mother, and an insatiable curiosity from you." Lorelle said reasonably.

"But…" Althalus's voice had lowered.

"Daddy, I have a sister that I've never met. I want to meet Leitha. Please. If it worries you, come with me. You and Mother could travel with me. But you'd have to stay out of sight first."

Althalus sighed. He knew when to quit. This daughter of his was extremely stubborn. "When do you want to leave?"

"Well, could we leave now? It's going to be Leitha's birthday in a couple of weeks, and I'd like to get there before it. I think as a present, I may bring her Daddy back. What do you think?"

This was asked towards her mother.

"That sounds fine dear heart." Dweia said to her daughter.