Chapter 2; Tingle Family Mansion
When Meliadoul walked down the stairs into the den, Izlude was already there, his light brown hair cleaned, and his face scrubbed, he now had the faint smell of limes lingering about him. He had again pushed the finery he was provided with away for the comforts of his green tunic, and dark brown breeches, the breeches made his toned legs stand out even more, his dark green eyes staring off into nothingness. A History of Ivalice lying in his lap.
She stood staring at him for a few moments, then sat next to him. She was wearing an ankle-length green dress, the sleeves draping over her hands. She smelled of lemons, the two scents combining to make the room smell of flower fields. Her light brown hair pulled back in an intricate braid, the few customary strands framing her face.
Izlude looked at her and broke into a smile. "I swear Sister; you pull that hair out of your braid purposely. You do it to mess with people don't you?" He stood and replaced his book on the shelf. He turned and looked at her fondly.
"You know me too well Brother; how can I fool you?" She smiled back at him and laughed, "'Two peas in a pod' eh?" She was quoting their mother, who had died at the end of the '50 Year War'. It had been harder on her than on him, him being out with Father so much. She had been devastated when her mother had died, crying for weeks. That's when they made the pact. Izlude had promised her that they would change the world, Meliadoul had agreed. "Has Father returned?"
Izlude shook his head. "No, it's just you and me tonight." Izlude walked to a window and looked out at the night, the forest and training field were right near each other. Both used a lot. The training field, obviously, for training, and the forest for heightening tracking and hiding skills. Izlude refused to take part in hiding lessons, standing firm by his ideal, that 'Knights don't run'.
"Again..." Vormav Tingle had been away for the last two weeks, leaving his offspring to stay home and watch the grounds and run the Academy. "Shall we eat with the cadets again?"
"No, I don't think so. I don't like the way they look at you, it's un-gentlemanly. We shall eat here tonight." He turned and looked at her again, before heading out of the room towards the kitchen, to inform the cooks that they would be eating at home tonight.
Meliadoul sighed. He was always so worried about her; didn't he realize she could take care of herself? She was a Temple Knight too. She stood and straightened her dress, before walking back up the stairs.
End of Day One
*Please R& R!!!! More coming soon. *
When Meliadoul walked down the stairs into the den, Izlude was already there, his light brown hair cleaned, and his face scrubbed, he now had the faint smell of limes lingering about him. He had again pushed the finery he was provided with away for the comforts of his green tunic, and dark brown breeches, the breeches made his toned legs stand out even more, his dark green eyes staring off into nothingness. A History of Ivalice lying in his lap.
She stood staring at him for a few moments, then sat next to him. She was wearing an ankle-length green dress, the sleeves draping over her hands. She smelled of lemons, the two scents combining to make the room smell of flower fields. Her light brown hair pulled back in an intricate braid, the few customary strands framing her face.
Izlude looked at her and broke into a smile. "I swear Sister; you pull that hair out of your braid purposely. You do it to mess with people don't you?" He stood and replaced his book on the shelf. He turned and looked at her fondly.
"You know me too well Brother; how can I fool you?" She smiled back at him and laughed, "'Two peas in a pod' eh?" She was quoting their mother, who had died at the end of the '50 Year War'. It had been harder on her than on him, him being out with Father so much. She had been devastated when her mother had died, crying for weeks. That's when they made the pact. Izlude had promised her that they would change the world, Meliadoul had agreed. "Has Father returned?"
Izlude shook his head. "No, it's just you and me tonight." Izlude walked to a window and looked out at the night, the forest and training field were right near each other. Both used a lot. The training field, obviously, for training, and the forest for heightening tracking and hiding skills. Izlude refused to take part in hiding lessons, standing firm by his ideal, that 'Knights don't run'.
"Again..." Vormav Tingle had been away for the last two weeks, leaving his offspring to stay home and watch the grounds and run the Academy. "Shall we eat with the cadets again?"
"No, I don't think so. I don't like the way they look at you, it's un-gentlemanly. We shall eat here tonight." He turned and looked at her again, before heading out of the room towards the kitchen, to inform the cooks that they would be eating at home tonight.
Meliadoul sighed. He was always so worried about her; didn't he realize she could take care of herself? She was a Temple Knight too. She stood and straightened her dress, before walking back up the stairs.
End of Day One
*Please R& R!!!! More coming soon. *