Shami looks out the window at the glittering snow, sighing with longing to
be out in the sun. Not cooped up waiting to speak with the witch consul,
sighing Shami turns on the couch to face into the lavish room. Presently
the sounds of a door clicking as the knob is turned, and out walk the
Consul with two other people, an elderly looking man, and a little girl. I
notice the girl immediately for her bright blonde hair, blinking as her
daemon changes into a large mountain cat. I lock eyes with the Consul and
he briefly motions for me to move into the back room, which serves as his
office. I obediently enter leaving the threesome to their farewells,
feeling the sharp eyes of the little girl on my back the whole time.
"Tell me she gave you the creeps to," Shami asks Marriow standing awarded in the room.
"Yes but those eyes see things we would probably never even think about," she answers changing into a Meadow Lark and perching respectfully on my shoulder.
"Still it give me the creeps," the girl answers her daemon.
"Yes she is a special one," the consul agrees entering the room. "But important also, the witches have been talking about her. But please have a seat I have a proposition to put forward to you," Dr. Lanselius motions to a chair in front of his desk. Shami sits looking around nervously, not used to being in such splendor or being before such a powerful man. Dr. Lanselius smiles at the girl many question in his mind for this girl.
"I have heard of your abilities from a witch passing through, though not as noticed they are interested in you," Dr, Lanselius says taking a seat behind his desk.
"I know a lot of people talk about me," Shami answers unphased. "Just depends on what you hear."
The mans serpent daemon glares at Shami it's brilliant green eyes boring into her. "Okay then, I have heard that you are at least sixteen years of age, and your daemon has not settled yet. I have also have heard that you are one of the toughest fighters around, a renegade from many places."
"If you want me to rejoin my witch clan you had better think again," the girl answers monotonely using it to hide her true feelings.
"That's not what this is about, nor about any of the darker rumors. I have employment for you if you wish to take it," the consul says looking right at the girl.
"What type of work?" She asks not meeting the man's eyes.
"There is a group of Gypitans leaving soon to go rescue the children up at Bolvangar, I want you to go with them," Dr. Lanselius says.
"I tend to be very busy, why should I take the time to go with them?" She girl asks receiving a sharp peck from Marriow. The man before the teenaged girl just looks at her.
"Please excuse my rudeness sir," she answers quickly taking the hint.
"It is a fair question though, I need someone to watch the girl Lyra, the blonde one you saw earlier. She is a key, and I believe that will open the door to chaos, I want you to watch her and follow her. Of course there will be money paid now and later," Dr. Lanselius adds smiling.
"I can't deny you can I, you'll turn me over right?" Shami asks with a sigh.
"You are sharp, let me fill you in on what I can tell you."
The pair sit for several hours talking, while Dr. Lanselius. She learned of the Gobblers, Bolvangar, and mostly of Lyra. Nothing was said though about her mother, or the alethiometer. As the sun set behind the hills in the polar region, Marriow curled up as a fierce spotted cat in Shami's lap.
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So was it a good beginning? I hope it makes sence, I just love this sirries sooooooooooooooo much and I think that as long as I follow the books with new changes talking place I should be doing okay. Next Chapter up soon ^_^
Peace, Mage
"Tell me she gave you the creeps to," Shami asks Marriow standing awarded in the room.
"Yes but those eyes see things we would probably never even think about," she answers changing into a Meadow Lark and perching respectfully on my shoulder.
"Still it give me the creeps," the girl answers her daemon.
"Yes she is a special one," the consul agrees entering the room. "But important also, the witches have been talking about her. But please have a seat I have a proposition to put forward to you," Dr. Lanselius motions to a chair in front of his desk. Shami sits looking around nervously, not used to being in such splendor or being before such a powerful man. Dr. Lanselius smiles at the girl many question in his mind for this girl.
"I have heard of your abilities from a witch passing through, though not as noticed they are interested in you," Dr, Lanselius says taking a seat behind his desk.
"I know a lot of people talk about me," Shami answers unphased. "Just depends on what you hear."
The mans serpent daemon glares at Shami it's brilliant green eyes boring into her. "Okay then, I have heard that you are at least sixteen years of age, and your daemon has not settled yet. I have also have heard that you are one of the toughest fighters around, a renegade from many places."
"If you want me to rejoin my witch clan you had better think again," the girl answers monotonely using it to hide her true feelings.
"That's not what this is about, nor about any of the darker rumors. I have employment for you if you wish to take it," the consul says looking right at the girl.
"What type of work?" She asks not meeting the man's eyes.
"There is a group of Gypitans leaving soon to go rescue the children up at Bolvangar, I want you to go with them," Dr. Lanselius says.
"I tend to be very busy, why should I take the time to go with them?" She girl asks receiving a sharp peck from Marriow. The man before the teenaged girl just looks at her.
"Please excuse my rudeness sir," she answers quickly taking the hint.
"It is a fair question though, I need someone to watch the girl Lyra, the blonde one you saw earlier. She is a key, and I believe that will open the door to chaos, I want you to watch her and follow her. Of course there will be money paid now and later," Dr. Lanselius adds smiling.
"I can't deny you can I, you'll turn me over right?" Shami asks with a sigh.
"You are sharp, let me fill you in on what I can tell you."
The pair sit for several hours talking, while Dr. Lanselius. She learned of the Gobblers, Bolvangar, and mostly of Lyra. Nothing was said though about her mother, or the alethiometer. As the sun set behind the hills in the polar region, Marriow curled up as a fierce spotted cat in Shami's lap.
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So was it a good beginning? I hope it makes sence, I just love this sirries sooooooooooooooo much and I think that as long as I follow the books with new changes talking place I should be doing okay. Next Chapter up soon ^_^
Peace, Mage
