A/N This is the story of Mel and Vidanric. How everyone found out about
them and how they reacted. It takes place right after Flauvic was turned
into a tree.
Warning: Lots of fluff.
Disclaimer - All belongs to Sherwood Smith.
What Happens Next? - Chapter 1- Reactions and Some Explanations
Vidanric and I stood there for a long time. He just held me close to him. Finally he let go and took me to the army's healer. As soon as my wound were seen to, I went to find Bran and Nee. It wasn't very hard, they were both in Nee's room. Bran was still sleeping from the after effects of Flauvic's spell, as was Nee. I shook them both gently and they woke up.
"Mel! What are you doing here?" asked a confused Bran. "Why am I lying on the floor?" He looked around the room, then back at me. "Flauvic tried to gain the throne. He placed a spell on everyone that changed them to stone. The Hill Folk showed up and turned him into a goldwood tree," I replied.
Bran and Nee were surprised. "What about the Marquise and Fialma? What happened to their revolt?" asked Nee.
"Vidanric stopped them. Then the Marquise killed herself and Fialma tried to poison Vidanric. She's going to the Empress's Court at Erev li Erval."
Bran and Nee's eyebrows went up.
"Vidanric??" I blushed...a lot. "Well...he was the one who was writing me those letters and ...muph mmuupph hhumph." "Did you just say you loved him?" asked an astonished Bran. I kept getting redder and redder. "Yes," I whispered. Nee smiled at me and Bran snorted. "I'll believe that when I see it."
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I found Vidanric later in his study. He was looking through what seemed like a flood of papers. He looked up as I walked into the room and smiled. I went to him and gave him a kiss.
"How do you feel?" he asked me, slightly worried. "I'm fine. Why are there so many papers? I can't even see the desk," I said. He looked at the desk (actually the pile of papers covering the desk). "These are all reports from my captains and the ones escorting the mercenaries back to Denlieff. A courier arrived while you were looking for Bran and Nee." "Oh. I was hoping for some time to talk, but you're busy, so I'll go." "No, stay. This paperwork can wait." Vidanric grabbed my hand and led me to another room. It had lots of cushions and a small table in the middle. He sat down and motioned for me to sit next to him. I sat. For a few moments we just looked at each other and said nothing. He broke the silence first. "Why did you hate me so much?" I laughed. "Well...at first it was because I didn't really get a good impression of you from what I heard from others. They said you were a brainless Court decoration, only interested in cloths and gambling. Then, I resented you for having captured me. You never seemed to hate me or get angry when I provoked you. That just frustrated me." We laughed. "At the end of the war you won. Not me and Bran. I guess I was being a sore loser when we didn't really lose. Galdran was defeated and that is all that matters. What puzzles me is why you didn't get angry all those times I argued with you without you having provoked me first."
It was his turn to laugh. "I guess your arguing with me was because of your resentment towards me. I just decided not to let it get to me. Being argumentative is just who you are. To try to take that away would be wrong. I look forward to all our future arguments."
I smiled at him and my heart melted when he gave me a dazzling smile in return. He pulled me into his arms and gave me a kiss. Suddenly, there was a rustle at the door. There stood a gaping Bran and a not so surprised Nee. We broke apart instantly and Bran finally closed his mouth.
"So it's true," he said. "I told you that it was," I retorted. "I just don't believe it. First you hate Danric and now you love him. I am fair amazed." Nee whacked him slightly with her fan. "Perhaps we should leave if we were interrupting something." "No, stay." I said. "I shall have a servant bring some tea or hot chocolate," added Vidanric. Nee smiled, "Thank you." Bran and Nee sat down. "You both need to explain how this happened," said Bran. "You should start, Meliara," said Vidanric. "Okay. Let's see...On our way to Athanarel from Tlanth, Vidanric and I had a little wager. The first to make it to Lumm could collect a kiss. He won, but he decided not to collect at that moment. You both know about the ring I received on my birthday. I didn't know who sent it to me. I told my mysterious benefactor that I preferred discourse to gifts. So, he complied. I thought that it was Savona at first because he seemed to be uummm...interested in me. Anyways...as the letters went on I began to fall more and more in love with Vidanric. When Azmus came to work as our spy, he needed to keep his cover as a goldsmith so I ordered a ring for my mysterious benefactor. When I received word that the Marquise of Merindar and Grumareth were going to war I sent Azmus to Vidanric and I rode off to warn the Hillfolk. I met up with him in an inn where we came to the decision to deal with this all together. Captain Nessaren and her people saved me from the Denlieff mercenaries and brought me to Vidanric. We talked about what had happened with the revolt and then he took off his gloves and I saw the ring. Basically that's it," I said. I began to blush slightly when the look Bran gave me told me that he didn't think that that was basically it. "Lord Vidanric, what is your side of the story?" asked Nimiar. Vidanric gave a small smile and began, "The day that I saw Meliara stand in front of Galdran without a trace of fear I began to love her. Russav saw it for what it was, I do not know how, but he did. He insisted that I try to win Meliara over, but I knew that she still disliked me. I sent her the ring to tell her that someone loved her. She asked for correspondence so I complied. I got to know her much better through those letters and fell more in love with her. It seems as if the servants who delivered our letters to one another set us along the same path so that we might meet. When Meliara came to our camp, I decided that she didn't hate me anymore so I decided to take the chance to reveal to her that I was the one writing those letters."
"So you really are in love," said an amazed Branaric. "Yes, we are," I replied. "Well, congratulations to the both of you," said Nee with a smile.
A/N And so ends the beginning of the end... or is it the end of the beginning?? I don't know.. I hoped you enjoyed it. You can review. Constructive criticism very welcome even if it's more like flaming. I don't care. Do whatever you want. I have know idea how long it's going to take me to write the next chapter so please be patient.
What Happens Next? - Chapter 1- Reactions and Some Explanations
Vidanric and I stood there for a long time. He just held me close to him. Finally he let go and took me to the army's healer. As soon as my wound were seen to, I went to find Bran and Nee. It wasn't very hard, they were both in Nee's room. Bran was still sleeping from the after effects of Flauvic's spell, as was Nee. I shook them both gently and they woke up.
"Mel! What are you doing here?" asked a confused Bran. "Why am I lying on the floor?" He looked around the room, then back at me. "Flauvic tried to gain the throne. He placed a spell on everyone that changed them to stone. The Hill Folk showed up and turned him into a goldwood tree," I replied.
Bran and Nee were surprised. "What about the Marquise and Fialma? What happened to their revolt?" asked Nee.
"Vidanric stopped them. Then the Marquise killed herself and Fialma tried to poison Vidanric. She's going to the Empress's Court at Erev li Erval."
Bran and Nee's eyebrows went up.
"Vidanric??" I blushed...a lot. "Well...he was the one who was writing me those letters and ...muph mmuupph hhumph." "Did you just say you loved him?" asked an astonished Bran. I kept getting redder and redder. "Yes," I whispered. Nee smiled at me and Bran snorted. "I'll believe that when I see it."
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I found Vidanric later in his study. He was looking through what seemed like a flood of papers. He looked up as I walked into the room and smiled. I went to him and gave him a kiss.
"How do you feel?" he asked me, slightly worried. "I'm fine. Why are there so many papers? I can't even see the desk," I said. He looked at the desk (actually the pile of papers covering the desk). "These are all reports from my captains and the ones escorting the mercenaries back to Denlieff. A courier arrived while you were looking for Bran and Nee." "Oh. I was hoping for some time to talk, but you're busy, so I'll go." "No, stay. This paperwork can wait." Vidanric grabbed my hand and led me to another room. It had lots of cushions and a small table in the middle. He sat down and motioned for me to sit next to him. I sat. For a few moments we just looked at each other and said nothing. He broke the silence first. "Why did you hate me so much?" I laughed. "Well...at first it was because I didn't really get a good impression of you from what I heard from others. They said you were a brainless Court decoration, only interested in cloths and gambling. Then, I resented you for having captured me. You never seemed to hate me or get angry when I provoked you. That just frustrated me." We laughed. "At the end of the war you won. Not me and Bran. I guess I was being a sore loser when we didn't really lose. Galdran was defeated and that is all that matters. What puzzles me is why you didn't get angry all those times I argued with you without you having provoked me first."
It was his turn to laugh. "I guess your arguing with me was because of your resentment towards me. I just decided not to let it get to me. Being argumentative is just who you are. To try to take that away would be wrong. I look forward to all our future arguments."
I smiled at him and my heart melted when he gave me a dazzling smile in return. He pulled me into his arms and gave me a kiss. Suddenly, there was a rustle at the door. There stood a gaping Bran and a not so surprised Nee. We broke apart instantly and Bran finally closed his mouth.
"So it's true," he said. "I told you that it was," I retorted. "I just don't believe it. First you hate Danric and now you love him. I am fair amazed." Nee whacked him slightly with her fan. "Perhaps we should leave if we were interrupting something." "No, stay." I said. "I shall have a servant bring some tea or hot chocolate," added Vidanric. Nee smiled, "Thank you." Bran and Nee sat down. "You both need to explain how this happened," said Bran. "You should start, Meliara," said Vidanric. "Okay. Let's see...On our way to Athanarel from Tlanth, Vidanric and I had a little wager. The first to make it to Lumm could collect a kiss. He won, but he decided not to collect at that moment. You both know about the ring I received on my birthday. I didn't know who sent it to me. I told my mysterious benefactor that I preferred discourse to gifts. So, he complied. I thought that it was Savona at first because he seemed to be uummm...interested in me. Anyways...as the letters went on I began to fall more and more in love with Vidanric. When Azmus came to work as our spy, he needed to keep his cover as a goldsmith so I ordered a ring for my mysterious benefactor. When I received word that the Marquise of Merindar and Grumareth were going to war I sent Azmus to Vidanric and I rode off to warn the Hillfolk. I met up with him in an inn where we came to the decision to deal with this all together. Captain Nessaren and her people saved me from the Denlieff mercenaries and brought me to Vidanric. We talked about what had happened with the revolt and then he took off his gloves and I saw the ring. Basically that's it," I said. I began to blush slightly when the look Bran gave me told me that he didn't think that that was basically it. "Lord Vidanric, what is your side of the story?" asked Nimiar. Vidanric gave a small smile and began, "The day that I saw Meliara stand in front of Galdran without a trace of fear I began to love her. Russav saw it for what it was, I do not know how, but he did. He insisted that I try to win Meliara over, but I knew that she still disliked me. I sent her the ring to tell her that someone loved her. She asked for correspondence so I complied. I got to know her much better through those letters and fell more in love with her. It seems as if the servants who delivered our letters to one another set us along the same path so that we might meet. When Meliara came to our camp, I decided that she didn't hate me anymore so I decided to take the chance to reveal to her that I was the one writing those letters."
"So you really are in love," said an amazed Branaric. "Yes, we are," I replied. "Well, congratulations to the both of you," said Nee with a smile.
A/N And so ends the beginning of the end... or is it the end of the beginning?? I don't know.. I hoped you enjoyed it. You can review. Constructive criticism very welcome even if it's more like flaming. I don't care. Do whatever you want. I have know idea how long it's going to take me to write the next chapter so please be patient.