Numair's eyes were hectic and red-rimmed as he frantically muttered under his breath, holding a crystal ball an inch from his nose. Alanna laid a steady hand on his arm.
"Any luck?" She asked him softly.
The mage barely glanced at her. "None," he confessed. "It's as if they disappeared. And with Daine and Briar, it should be easy. Their magic gives off an amplifying aura that is much easier to trace, unless their power is gone. And for one's power to be gone completely--not drained-- one has to lose their self-image. So either Daine is being hidden from us by immortal powers or has no idea who she is."
Alanna blinked. How does he do it? She thought. Even in a troubling time like this, he still has millions of complicated thoughts and ideas forming in his head, and he can't help but voice them! "I'm sure they'll be fine," the lady knight assured her friend, secretly hoping that it would be so.
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Daine gasped as Briar kissed her. Somewhere in her, memory flared. Memories of being kissed by someone she loved.
"Are we in love, Briar?" She asked accidentally. The boy bit his lip in a moment's indecision.
"Yes," he whispered.
"I knew it!" Daine said triumphantly. "I knew there was someone whom I loved more than life itself! And it's you!"
Oh gods, thought Briar, alarmed. If Numair ever finds me, I'm as good as dead!
WOW that was really short! But I'm updating as many as I can tonight, and so….here this is!