A/N: Hey y'all! I've got a Pride and Prejudice story posted, and I'll
probably be making a Beauty and the Beast one. You might want to read
those!
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Yaman just stood there, surprised and slightly shocked. THIS was the Numair he was supposed to save? And was it only his imagination, or did a voice really whisper "Well done" in his ear? What about the daughter? Who, and where, was she? Was she safe? All these questions and more spun around and around in his mind while his face drained of color. Vaguely aware of two arms supporting him on either side, Yaman walked mechanically, not knowing where he was going. It wasn't until he was deposited into his favorite chair in Dareem's cottage that he came to his senses. Staring around at the faces of the advisors that surrounded him, he spoke waveringly. "I heard him. Or," he corrected himself, "I think I did."
"Who, exactly, would that be?" Tarina's level voice calmed Yaman's whirling thoughts.
"Weiryn. He said, 'Well done'."
"But," Lasar said, "you didn't save him! And what about the daughter?"
"I don't know," Yaman answered. I'm as puzzled as you all are." But all the same, he took some relief in discussing possibilities and wondering with them until late that day.
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Zek waited patiently until all the two-leggers had left the street and his nose told him that they were cooking to drop down into the cage, straight onto Daine's back. She woke with a start, and he immediately called out to her in his mind.
his guardian's voice sounded happy.
I he said proudly, Glancing around worriedly, he added,
I she said comfortingly. The marmoset nodded understandingly, and then curled up against Daine's paw. It seemed hardly a minute later that someone was heard approaching them, and he had to hurry away.
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Yaman stopped walking. Around him all was still, not a soul out except for Numair, the lioness, and himself. He looked at the sleeping man, whose hand still rested on his large cat's back. It had been a strangely loving reunion, and Yaman inwardly thanked the gods for making him save the lioness. The mage's chest rose and fell evenly, and he seemed at peace, but the lioness's eyes, when he met them, were troubled. There was a strangely human aspect in that unblinking gaze which seemed to measure him. Yaman thought he could sense emotions in them-fear and anger, and something else- love. So this seemingly fearsome beast was very attached to its owner? Well, it was all for the better; the last thing they needed was and untamed lion loose in their village. But the feline seemed to bore of looking at him, and lay her head back down on her paws, leaning almost protectively against Numair's side. Yaman was touched by its faithfulness and devotion. he thought suddenly. Looking her over closely, however, he could see nothing except a normal, if somewhat larger than usual, lioness. Dismissing the thought as something that would be explained in time, he turned his mind to other matters, and chuckled a little at the first thing that came up. he thought wonderingly, Lately, Yaman had noticed the secretly wistful looks the healer had given his former student when her back was turned. To him, it was obvious. Medaio was in love with Damae-but what about Damae's feelings? He was, as usual, in the dark as to what girls thought and felt, and she remained a mystery. But could she not learn to love her friend? His mind toyed a little with the idea that she might already love him a little, but he had no evidence to support it, and so classed it as another, more remote, possibility. If only his friends could be happy. That was all Yaman wished. He wanted nothing for himself, having seen too much bad to want anything that seemed good. But for his friends, who had taken him in and cared for him, he wanted every possible happiness. As he continued walking, Yaman was too preoccupied with his various thoughts to notice a small pair of eyes that watched him warily from above.
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Numair woke feeling much stronger, and he could tell that some of his powers had come back. No doubt thanks to a little favor from a certain powerful parent. Smiling, he noticed that it was enough to bring Daine back.
As he stretched, Daine shifted next to him significantly, and it was then that he noticed the crowd standing around the cage. Now what? He stood with more of his usual grace than he had had that morning, and looked out at the villagers.
"Yes?" At his voice, a youth came forward to the front nervously.
"Sir, my name is Yaman. I. I had a. a uh. I had a vision about you." Surprised, Numair opened his mouth, then shut it again, finding that he had nothing to say to this strange announcement. "I saw a god, Weiryn," the boy went on, babbling now. "He asked me-told me, that I had to save you. But I did not-Medaio the healer did." Numair took a quick look to the side at the smiling, friendly-looking man standing a little ways of. So that was his name. But his thoughts were again interrupted by more hurried talk. "He also talked about his daughter. I had to save her-but I know no one who could be daughter to a god. And now I ask you to help me find out, and I see by your smile that you can."
"Come then," Numair replied, "And I will show you Weiryn's daughter!"
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A/N: Sorry that this and chapter 12 took so long to write-this one was really difficult. Please review!
Numair's Daine: Another cliffhanger! Grrr.
LadySatineThreepwood: I promise that the next chapter will be as much fluff as possible.
Spice: Here comes the long-awaited chapter!
Cassa-Andra: Well, the whole generals scene will be explained in a few chapters.
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Yaman just stood there, surprised and slightly shocked. THIS was the Numair he was supposed to save? And was it only his imagination, or did a voice really whisper "Well done" in his ear? What about the daughter? Who, and where, was she? Was she safe? All these questions and more spun around and around in his mind while his face drained of color. Vaguely aware of two arms supporting him on either side, Yaman walked mechanically, not knowing where he was going. It wasn't until he was deposited into his favorite chair in Dareem's cottage that he came to his senses. Staring around at the faces of the advisors that surrounded him, he spoke waveringly. "I heard him. Or," he corrected himself, "I think I did."
"Who, exactly, would that be?" Tarina's level voice calmed Yaman's whirling thoughts.
"Weiryn. He said, 'Well done'."
"But," Lasar said, "you didn't save him! And what about the daughter?"
"I don't know," Yaman answered. I'm as puzzled as you all are." But all the same, he took some relief in discussing possibilities and wondering with them until late that day.
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Zek waited patiently until all the two-leggers had left the street and his nose told him that they were cooking to drop down into the cage, straight onto Daine's back. She woke with a start, and he immediately called out to her in his mind.
his guardian's voice sounded happy.
I he said proudly, Glancing around worriedly, he added,
I she said comfortingly. The marmoset nodded understandingly, and then curled up against Daine's paw. It seemed hardly a minute later that someone was heard approaching them, and he had to hurry away.
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Yaman stopped walking. Around him all was still, not a soul out except for Numair, the lioness, and himself. He looked at the sleeping man, whose hand still rested on his large cat's back. It had been a strangely loving reunion, and Yaman inwardly thanked the gods for making him save the lioness. The mage's chest rose and fell evenly, and he seemed at peace, but the lioness's eyes, when he met them, were troubled. There was a strangely human aspect in that unblinking gaze which seemed to measure him. Yaman thought he could sense emotions in them-fear and anger, and something else- love. So this seemingly fearsome beast was very attached to its owner? Well, it was all for the better; the last thing they needed was and untamed lion loose in their village. But the feline seemed to bore of looking at him, and lay her head back down on her paws, leaning almost protectively against Numair's side. Yaman was touched by its faithfulness and devotion. he thought suddenly. Looking her over closely, however, he could see nothing except a normal, if somewhat larger than usual, lioness. Dismissing the thought as something that would be explained in time, he turned his mind to other matters, and chuckled a little at the first thing that came up. he thought wonderingly, Lately, Yaman had noticed the secretly wistful looks the healer had given his former student when her back was turned. To him, it was obvious. Medaio was in love with Damae-but what about Damae's feelings? He was, as usual, in the dark as to what girls thought and felt, and she remained a mystery. But could she not learn to love her friend? His mind toyed a little with the idea that she might already love him a little, but he had no evidence to support it, and so classed it as another, more remote, possibility. If only his friends could be happy. That was all Yaman wished. He wanted nothing for himself, having seen too much bad to want anything that seemed good. But for his friends, who had taken him in and cared for him, he wanted every possible happiness. As he continued walking, Yaman was too preoccupied with his various thoughts to notice a small pair of eyes that watched him warily from above.
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Numair woke feeling much stronger, and he could tell that some of his powers had come back. No doubt thanks to a little favor from a certain powerful parent. Smiling, he noticed that it was enough to bring Daine back.
As he stretched, Daine shifted next to him significantly, and it was then that he noticed the crowd standing around the cage. Now what? He stood with more of his usual grace than he had had that morning, and looked out at the villagers.
"Yes?" At his voice, a youth came forward to the front nervously.
"Sir, my name is Yaman. I. I had a. a uh. I had a vision about you." Surprised, Numair opened his mouth, then shut it again, finding that he had nothing to say to this strange announcement. "I saw a god, Weiryn," the boy went on, babbling now. "He asked me-told me, that I had to save you. But I did not-Medaio the healer did." Numair took a quick look to the side at the smiling, friendly-looking man standing a little ways of. So that was his name. But his thoughts were again interrupted by more hurried talk. "He also talked about his daughter. I had to save her-but I know no one who could be daughter to a god. And now I ask you to help me find out, and I see by your smile that you can."
"Come then," Numair replied, "And I will show you Weiryn's daughter!"
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A/N: Sorry that this and chapter 12 took so long to write-this one was really difficult. Please review!
Numair's Daine: Another cliffhanger! Grrr.
LadySatineThreepwood: I promise that the next chapter will be as much fluff as possible.
Spice: Here comes the long-awaited chapter!
Cassa-Andra: Well, the whole generals scene will be explained in a few chapters.