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~Reviewers~
Rainfall: Thank you so much for reviewing my story and adding me to your favorites list! I love reading your reviews because they remind me someone's actually reading my stories. YAY. Btw: I like my new name too. So much, I think I'm actually going to keep it. ^ ^
Demented-Dreamer: Thank you for the advice and long review, I'll take that in mind. ^ ^And about the siblings: I can't tell you anything right now, but trust me, you're completely right. And the stuff about Lord Kaeron is going to be explained later...for now, I can only tell you that he's Tristan's main rival and eventually Eos is going to get really pissed off at him. The magical dagger info was to explain why the guy got turned into ashes, and it's going to explain why other people get...similar fates. *cough* can't tell you more than that. Oh yeah: about Tristan's marriage, right now it's basically to draw Semally in. Yay for Semally. Ok...about that paragraphs, I don't really know how to space them. I actually space them in the Word document, but it comes out jacked on the website.
Have fun reading!
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Ch. 10:
Eos landed lightly on the balcony of Tristan's room and changed from bird to human. Dusting herself off, she looked frantically for Tristan. Her features hardened in annoyance. "Well, if you're going to be that way..." Tristan's head popped out of the bedroom, and he jerked. "Mithros, Minos, and Shakith," he whispered. Then he averted his head, and Eos felt a cold gust of air hit her as she realized that she didn't have any clothes on. "Where are my clothes?" She ran into the room and started trying to find her dress frantically. "WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES, YOU DORK?" She dressed quickly in a long summer dress, and accidentally cut herself in her attempts to hide herself when a woman came out of Tristan's room. *That's another scar from this dagger. Huzzah.*
Lady Semally stared hard at Eos. "What are you doing here?" Eos was completely in shock, and answered without thinking. "You-" She pointed at Tristan. "You-" Then she started to laugh hysterically. Semally stared tearfully at Tristan. "You were cheating on me?" Eos straightened abruptly, and with an expression of extreme horror answered, "No, no, no, no. I would never, never, never be interested in him that way. Never, never, never. I came in here because that some idiot slave accidentally mixed my clothes with his and I had to wear my second best dress today because of it. So I came here right after the ball and tried to find Tristan, so I tried to search for it myself when you came out. Which reminds me, why are you here?" Completely stripped bare of her scornful, common Carthaki noble's demeanor, Lady Semally only looked mortified. "Well...well... Tristan?" She looked hopefully at him. Tristan only stared ahead, his features narrowed as if in pain or anger. "Lady Semally," he bowed formally, "E-Lady Tanianne and I need to have a little chat. Perhaps we could talk later?" Lady Semally nodded, and left with a rather lower-class swish of her hips.
Eos raised an eyebrow at Tristan. Tristan raised an eyebrow at Eos. They stayed in this position, Tristan looking rather desperate and defiant by the end. "How is it possible that we switched places so quickly?" he murmured. Then he looked at her, and said in an odd voice, "Perhaps you should go back to your room." Eos recovered from her amusement and surprise, and retorted, "I can't. Lord Kaeron caught me in his room and I barely made it out." Tristan blanched. "That would be bad. Do you have the papers?" He extended a hand at her, suddenly excluding a cold, wintry feeling. "I need them now, Eos." Surprised at his sudden change in mood again, Eos answered, "Here." She handed all the papers over to him, but retained the information for later reading. "These are the papers that I got." Tristan swiftly took them from her hand and waved his hand, sending symbols somewhere. A moment later, he told a glaring Stormwing to get the papers to Darkan Finousri and held up some sort of chain for emphasis, at which the Stormwing vainly snapped and snarled at in attempts to get free. When he turned around, Eos was gone.
Eos slipped into Darkan Finoursri's room after morphing out of her Stormwing form. * I am so glad that my dagger protects me* she thought as she scanned the room and called cautiously in Kaei, the separate language of the nobles, "I come in peace with the papers." Instead of a man, a young woman stepped out of the shadows. She answered in the common language, "Glad to know that." She smiled. Eos, however, remained unsmiling and demanded in Common, "Who are you?" Veralidaine Sarrasri curtseyed. "I'm Verlidaine Sarrasri, Daine for short. I'm with the Tortallan delegation." Eos looked at her. "Where is Darkan Finousri? I need to ask him a few questions."
Daine looked at her intelligently. "He's rather indisposed right now, but I need to ask youa couple of questions." Eos looked around subtly for escape points while she slowly sat down. "Why should I trust you?"
"Because you're not an idiot and you know I'm not a threat to you." Eos smiled involuntarily. "Fair enough." She looked around. "I'm supposed to deliver something to Darkan Finousri fast though, where is he?" Daine pointed at the bathroom. "He's in there, but he's kicking mad. Literally. I wouldn't want to go in there if I were you, he's really good with those glares. Must be a hereditary thing." She met Eos's eyes uncertainly. "But first, I need to ask you about you and animals." Eos stood up cautiously. "What about me and animals? Most powerful mages can shape-shift at ease here." Daine shook her head. "No mage can shift as easily as you can from shape to shape. Except for maybe me, but I'm different. And I think you're different. You see, a lot of people on the Scancran borders have just been cropping up with cases of wildmagic. It's not alot, but so far we know of ten people with some skill with wildmagic. There's me, and a couple of others, but the thing that all identified them was the ability to shift-shape so easily. Seeing as how you can do that, I think you have it too."
Eos sat down again, hard. "I need to think about this." She quickly turned into a Stormwing, then absentmindedly dropped the papers on Darkan Finousri's furious face before she sailed off to her room to ponder what she'd been told.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: I'm a little slow on the updating because I have finals in two weeks and my parents are going to kill me if I don't get straight A's. So...you get the idea. Less writing time, more studying time. *wince* But it should get better after finals, promise.
~Reviewers~
Rainfall: Thank you so much for reviewing my story and adding me to your favorites list! I love reading your reviews because they remind me someone's actually reading my stories. YAY. Btw: I like my new name too. So much, I think I'm actually going to keep it. ^ ^
Demented-Dreamer: Thank you for the advice and long review, I'll take that in mind. ^ ^And about the siblings: I can't tell you anything right now, but trust me, you're completely right. And the stuff about Lord Kaeron is going to be explained later...for now, I can only tell you that he's Tristan's main rival and eventually Eos is going to get really pissed off at him. The magical dagger info was to explain why the guy got turned into ashes, and it's going to explain why other people get...similar fates. *cough* can't tell you more than that. Oh yeah: about Tristan's marriage, right now it's basically to draw Semally in. Yay for Semally. Ok...about that paragraphs, I don't really know how to space them. I actually space them in the Word document, but it comes out jacked on the website.
Have fun reading!
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Ch. 10:
Eos landed lightly on the balcony of Tristan's room and changed from bird to human. Dusting herself off, she looked frantically for Tristan. Her features hardened in annoyance. "Well, if you're going to be that way..." Tristan's head popped out of the bedroom, and he jerked. "Mithros, Minos, and Shakith," he whispered. Then he averted his head, and Eos felt a cold gust of air hit her as she realized that she didn't have any clothes on. "Where are my clothes?" She ran into the room and started trying to find her dress frantically. "WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES, YOU DORK?" She dressed quickly in a long summer dress, and accidentally cut herself in her attempts to hide herself when a woman came out of Tristan's room. *That's another scar from this dagger. Huzzah.*
Lady Semally stared hard at Eos. "What are you doing here?" Eos was completely in shock, and answered without thinking. "You-" She pointed at Tristan. "You-" Then she started to laugh hysterically. Semally stared tearfully at Tristan. "You were cheating on me?" Eos straightened abruptly, and with an expression of extreme horror answered, "No, no, no, no. I would never, never, never be interested in him that way. Never, never, never. I came in here because that some idiot slave accidentally mixed my clothes with his and I had to wear my second best dress today because of it. So I came here right after the ball and tried to find Tristan, so I tried to search for it myself when you came out. Which reminds me, why are you here?" Completely stripped bare of her scornful, common Carthaki noble's demeanor, Lady Semally only looked mortified. "Well...well... Tristan?" She looked hopefully at him. Tristan only stared ahead, his features narrowed as if in pain or anger. "Lady Semally," he bowed formally, "E-Lady Tanianne and I need to have a little chat. Perhaps we could talk later?" Lady Semally nodded, and left with a rather lower-class swish of her hips.
Eos raised an eyebrow at Tristan. Tristan raised an eyebrow at Eos. They stayed in this position, Tristan looking rather desperate and defiant by the end. "How is it possible that we switched places so quickly?" he murmured. Then he looked at her, and said in an odd voice, "Perhaps you should go back to your room." Eos recovered from her amusement and surprise, and retorted, "I can't. Lord Kaeron caught me in his room and I barely made it out." Tristan blanched. "That would be bad. Do you have the papers?" He extended a hand at her, suddenly excluding a cold, wintry feeling. "I need them now, Eos." Surprised at his sudden change in mood again, Eos answered, "Here." She handed all the papers over to him, but retained the information for later reading. "These are the papers that I got." Tristan swiftly took them from her hand and waved his hand, sending symbols somewhere. A moment later, he told a glaring Stormwing to get the papers to Darkan Finousri and held up some sort of chain for emphasis, at which the Stormwing vainly snapped and snarled at in attempts to get free. When he turned around, Eos was gone.
Eos slipped into Darkan Finoursri's room after morphing out of her Stormwing form. * I am so glad that my dagger protects me* she thought as she scanned the room and called cautiously in Kaei, the separate language of the nobles, "I come in peace with the papers." Instead of a man, a young woman stepped out of the shadows. She answered in the common language, "Glad to know that." She smiled. Eos, however, remained unsmiling and demanded in Common, "Who are you?" Veralidaine Sarrasri curtseyed. "I'm Verlidaine Sarrasri, Daine for short. I'm with the Tortallan delegation." Eos looked at her. "Where is Darkan Finousri? I need to ask him a few questions."
Daine looked at her intelligently. "He's rather indisposed right now, but I need to ask youa couple of questions." Eos looked around subtly for escape points while she slowly sat down. "Why should I trust you?"
"Because you're not an idiot and you know I'm not a threat to you." Eos smiled involuntarily. "Fair enough." She looked around. "I'm supposed to deliver something to Darkan Finousri fast though, where is he?" Daine pointed at the bathroom. "He's in there, but he's kicking mad. Literally. I wouldn't want to go in there if I were you, he's really good with those glares. Must be a hereditary thing." She met Eos's eyes uncertainly. "But first, I need to ask you about you and animals." Eos stood up cautiously. "What about me and animals? Most powerful mages can shape-shift at ease here." Daine shook her head. "No mage can shift as easily as you can from shape to shape. Except for maybe me, but I'm different. And I think you're different. You see, a lot of people on the Scancran borders have just been cropping up with cases of wildmagic. It's not alot, but so far we know of ten people with some skill with wildmagic. There's me, and a couple of others, but the thing that all identified them was the ability to shift-shape so easily. Seeing as how you can do that, I think you have it too."
Eos sat down again, hard. "I need to think about this." She quickly turned into a Stormwing, then absentmindedly dropped the papers on Darkan Finousri's furious face before she sailed off to her room to ponder what she'd been told.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: I'm a little slow on the updating because I have finals in two weeks and my parents are going to kill me if I don't get straight A's. So...you get the idea. Less writing time, more studying time. *wince* But it should get better after finals, promise.