Disclaimer: I do not own the Black Jewels trilogy.
Author's Note: Characters that I own: Shayna, Marton, Patrick, and Karo
Daughter of Night: thank you for reading both of my stories! Especially the LotR one.no one seems to review that one. Oh, Jaenelle is Witch, but because you have to wear the Black to be the Queen of Ebon-Askavi, she's no longer the Queen.
Foxfire: yes I know but shhhh! No one else knows that! And besides, there's really no need for another Queen of Ebon Askavi, everyone still goes to Jaenelle for what they need.
Chaosti- I love your name. I always really liked Chaosti. Um, Tristan and Tyler belong to Daemon and Jaenelle, I'm sorry I didn't clarify.
Golden-twilightflame- why is your name so hard to write??? Where did you get it anyway?
Due to the utter stupidity of this thing, this seems to run on. Sorry for any confusion.
Shayna dropped from the Red Wind and looked around. Well, she was home. Trees surrounded her. Sunlight filtered through, but barely any reached the forest floor fifty feet below her feet. Treehouses, or palaces, being a more apt name for the housings in the trees, were nestled in the treetops, some reaching out above the tops of the trees. Shayna breathed in and smelled the clean autumn air. She loved the smell of golden, orange, and fire red leaves falling to the ground; nature's preparation for winter and the following spring.
Daemonar dropped off the Ebon-gray Wind and landed beside her. He looked around in wonder. He'd never seen Dea al Mon at the height of autumn, when everything appeared as though it was on fire. He stared for a moment or two, then turned to Shayna and smiled. "So, you're home."
Shayna nodded. "This is it," she replied and waved and hand at the treetops. "It's so beautiful in the fall, and I don't even want to be here."
"Why not?" Daemonar asked in surprise, as they began making their way to Shayna's home.
Shayna shrugged. "I love this place, don't get me wrong. It will always be home to me. But.home is also where your family is, and a lot of the people I'm close to and call family spend their time at the Hall. I love Dhemlan, I love the Keep, and I love Ebon Rih. I wish I could have stayed longer this time."
Daemonar threw an arm around Shayna's shoulders. "Well, look on the bright side. I can't convince the kittens to pounce on you anymore."
Shayna laughed. "But don't worry, you won't be alone this time," Daemonar continued. "I talked to my father, and he said that it was okay if I wanted to stay here for a few weeks."
Shayna smiled. "Thank you. Even though you are a pain in the butt, I'd still miss you."
Daemonar was about to reply, but they'd reached the palace: Shayna's home in Dea al Mon. She went to the front door and walked in, giving a cursory glance to the guard at the door. Normally, Marton would have been there to greet her, but it appeared as though her mother had already come and gone to the Province her father had mentioned the night before. "I have to check in with Patrick first, and then we can relax for a while." Patrick was a Warlord Prince in Gabrielle's Second Circle, and stood in for the Master of the Guard when the First Circle was gone.
Once Shayna had spoken to Patrick, she and Daemonar went to Shayna's rooms. Daemonar flopped onto the couch and fell immediately asleep, to Shayna's dismay. Shayna had a few friends living with their parents at the court, but they were all gone until the next day when their parents would arrive for the meeting.
So she went off to the library. The palace had a decent-sized library, so she was sure she could find something in there to amuse herself with until Daemonar woke up.
What she wasn't expecting to find was Karo. Karo was eighteen years old, and had gone to school with Shayna until he'd graduated last year. He and Shayna had been together for a short time, but it had been a stormy courtship and had lasted only a few months. Unfortunately mostly for Shayna, it hadn't ended on good terms, and Karo still antagonized her from time to time.
He looked up when Shayna entered the room, and grinned when he realized it was her. "Shayna! So glad you finally came. I'd heard you were returning, but with your mother and father not returning until tomorrow, I'd thought you would have waited for them," he said sarcastically.
"Yes, well, I'm a big girl now and I can handle being alone in the palace- even if I'm stuck with you," she replied with a bite in her voice.
That seemed to just egg him on. "Well, I'm glad you're back. Truly I am."
"Why, you haven't found someone new to attack constantly?"
Karo looked mildly offended. "Attack? Oh Shayna, I think you misunderstand my intentions."
"Then what are your intentions? Make it quick, because I've got better things to do than waste my time talking to you."
"Such a temper. I don't think your parents would approve," Karo said scoldingly. With that, he stepped forward and grabbed Shayna's shoulders, holding her in place. "I don't really like it either, but I'd be willing to dismiss it if you-"
"If I what?" Shayna snapped, standing passively under his control. She knew that she couldn't get out of his grasp, so she just stood loosely. "I know what you'd ask of me, and my answer is still the same: no! I'm waiting until I've found someone who matters to let him have the honor of taking care of my Virgin Night. So stay away." With that, she pivoted swiftly enough to break his grasp and stalked out of the room.
Karo watched her go and fumed. I'll get you. In the end, you'll be mine.and never strong enough to resist me again.
You know, after writing back to my reviewers, I realized that I'm a huge dork and Shayna wouldn't be Witch anyway. You have to be born Witch. She won't be the Queen of Ebon-Askavi even if she does wear the Black after she makes the Offering. Okay, that's it. On with the story!
P.S. Keep reviewing!
P.P.S. Okay I'm done.
Author's Note: Characters that I own: Shayna, Marton, Patrick, and Karo
Daughter of Night: thank you for reading both of my stories! Especially the LotR one.no one seems to review that one. Oh, Jaenelle is Witch, but because you have to wear the Black to be the Queen of Ebon-Askavi, she's no longer the Queen.
Foxfire: yes I know but shhhh! No one else knows that! And besides, there's really no need for another Queen of Ebon Askavi, everyone still goes to Jaenelle for what they need.
Chaosti- I love your name. I always really liked Chaosti. Um, Tristan and Tyler belong to Daemon and Jaenelle, I'm sorry I didn't clarify.
Golden-twilightflame- why is your name so hard to write??? Where did you get it anyway?
Due to the utter stupidity of this thing, this seems to run on. Sorry for any confusion.
Shayna dropped from the Red Wind and looked around. Well, she was home. Trees surrounded her. Sunlight filtered through, but barely any reached the forest floor fifty feet below her feet. Treehouses, or palaces, being a more apt name for the housings in the trees, were nestled in the treetops, some reaching out above the tops of the trees. Shayna breathed in and smelled the clean autumn air. She loved the smell of golden, orange, and fire red leaves falling to the ground; nature's preparation for winter and the following spring.
Daemonar dropped off the Ebon-gray Wind and landed beside her. He looked around in wonder. He'd never seen Dea al Mon at the height of autumn, when everything appeared as though it was on fire. He stared for a moment or two, then turned to Shayna and smiled. "So, you're home."
Shayna nodded. "This is it," she replied and waved and hand at the treetops. "It's so beautiful in the fall, and I don't even want to be here."
"Why not?" Daemonar asked in surprise, as they began making their way to Shayna's home.
Shayna shrugged. "I love this place, don't get me wrong. It will always be home to me. But.home is also where your family is, and a lot of the people I'm close to and call family spend their time at the Hall. I love Dhemlan, I love the Keep, and I love Ebon Rih. I wish I could have stayed longer this time."
Daemonar threw an arm around Shayna's shoulders. "Well, look on the bright side. I can't convince the kittens to pounce on you anymore."
Shayna laughed. "But don't worry, you won't be alone this time," Daemonar continued. "I talked to my father, and he said that it was okay if I wanted to stay here for a few weeks."
Shayna smiled. "Thank you. Even though you are a pain in the butt, I'd still miss you."
Daemonar was about to reply, but they'd reached the palace: Shayna's home in Dea al Mon. She went to the front door and walked in, giving a cursory glance to the guard at the door. Normally, Marton would have been there to greet her, but it appeared as though her mother had already come and gone to the Province her father had mentioned the night before. "I have to check in with Patrick first, and then we can relax for a while." Patrick was a Warlord Prince in Gabrielle's Second Circle, and stood in for the Master of the Guard when the First Circle was gone.
Once Shayna had spoken to Patrick, she and Daemonar went to Shayna's rooms. Daemonar flopped onto the couch and fell immediately asleep, to Shayna's dismay. Shayna had a few friends living with their parents at the court, but they were all gone until the next day when their parents would arrive for the meeting.
So she went off to the library. The palace had a decent-sized library, so she was sure she could find something in there to amuse herself with until Daemonar woke up.
What she wasn't expecting to find was Karo. Karo was eighteen years old, and had gone to school with Shayna until he'd graduated last year. He and Shayna had been together for a short time, but it had been a stormy courtship and had lasted only a few months. Unfortunately mostly for Shayna, it hadn't ended on good terms, and Karo still antagonized her from time to time.
He looked up when Shayna entered the room, and grinned when he realized it was her. "Shayna! So glad you finally came. I'd heard you were returning, but with your mother and father not returning until tomorrow, I'd thought you would have waited for them," he said sarcastically.
"Yes, well, I'm a big girl now and I can handle being alone in the palace- even if I'm stuck with you," she replied with a bite in her voice.
That seemed to just egg him on. "Well, I'm glad you're back. Truly I am."
"Why, you haven't found someone new to attack constantly?"
Karo looked mildly offended. "Attack? Oh Shayna, I think you misunderstand my intentions."
"Then what are your intentions? Make it quick, because I've got better things to do than waste my time talking to you."
"Such a temper. I don't think your parents would approve," Karo said scoldingly. With that, he stepped forward and grabbed Shayna's shoulders, holding her in place. "I don't really like it either, but I'd be willing to dismiss it if you-"
"If I what?" Shayna snapped, standing passively under his control. She knew that she couldn't get out of his grasp, so she just stood loosely. "I know what you'd ask of me, and my answer is still the same: no! I'm waiting until I've found someone who matters to let him have the honor of taking care of my Virgin Night. So stay away." With that, she pivoted swiftly enough to break his grasp and stalked out of the room.
Karo watched her go and fumed. I'll get you. In the end, you'll be mine.and never strong enough to resist me again.
You know, after writing back to my reviewers, I realized that I'm a huge dork and Shayna wouldn't be Witch anyway. You have to be born Witch. She won't be the Queen of Ebon-Askavi even if she does wear the Black after she makes the Offering. Okay, that's it. On with the story!
P.S. Keep reviewing!
P.P.S. Okay I'm done.