Chapter Five: Talk with Numair
Summary: Just after Lady Knight. Kel and Dom have a newfound relation ship.
But what happens when he dies? But does he die? There's no body for proof.
K/?
Rating: PG-13 for later chapters and language (a little.)
Just for clarification, Kel is 21, Dom is 28 and Tobe is 13. And what is in these pretty *s is Karr's OK? And ignore the 'trickster in the last chapter, it should be 'Chantte.' Chan- t Also, when it says, 'she vanished,' its supposed to be he vanished. K? And, in this chapter, you might be confused, but this chapters info is correct.
Queen of Connaught: o my god! I'm so so sorry. Somehow your review didn't show up on my e-mail. I wanted to see something on my story, and there were more reviews than I remember. O my god I'm so so sorry! Yes and it was a little short for an " extra long chapter" And thanks. (
PsychoLioness13: No you don't. She's tied to fire now. She doesn't need to touch the sword to control fire.;)
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Anyways, will someone tell me who to get Italics and bold and stuff?
" Numair?" Kel asked, " Can I borrow you for a little while?"
" Sure Kel. What is it?"
" Will you ward the room? I don't want anyone knowing about this."
" Sure." The mage flicked his sparkling black fire into the corners. " What is it?"
" This." She drew her sword and fire licked the blade. " The Elemental Goddess gave it to me. I have a close friend (A/n: *snorts* she called Dom a 'friend';) ) who has a water blade. He's learned to really control water. I've learned a little." There was a fire in the fireplace. Kel snapped her hand closed; the fire went out. She gestured again and fire appeared. Numair whistled. Kel sheathed it; she prayed he would know what to do.
" Who has the other blade? I'd love to see what he could do." His eyes shone with hope. Kel knew what Dom could do; he had written her a letter and put it in the sheath.
Content of Letter
Aria,
You might want to go to Numair about that sword. I don't think you're going to want the attention it's going to bring you when you draw it. Be careful about what you say to anyone; Chantte, the fire god (A/n: Did Tamora name a fire god?) he's powerful enough to do great harm and he'll be eavesdropping on you. And, you might want to use Ancient Lirin when you give fire orders, like '~kryv~.' Trust me, it works better. Lirin is more powerful. (A/n: That means 'ignite.' I don't know how to make it sound right when I tell about what he can do, so just imagine)
Ryle Aria, (A/n: Ryle Arial means 'with love.' ) Dom (A/n: Anyways, anything with one of these ~ in front and behind means it's in Ancient Lirin.)
" I can tell you what he can do, if you drop the name and testing." The black robe mage sighed, disappointed.
" What can he do?"
" Umm. make it rain, snow, ect. He can make waves at bodies of water. Put out a fire without twitching. And basically anything that has to do with water. No, doesn't have the Gift," she added seeing Numair's questioning look.
" Well then, what can you do?"
" I honestly don't know. I just got it a few days ago." Considering what Dom had said, " Probably anything with fire. I need your help so it doesn't do this," Kel drew her sword and its blade was consumed with fire. Also, a ringing sound sounded. Kel suspected it would be louder if she drew it in battle or as a threat. " -every time I draw it. I've tried to quite the flame, but it won't 'listen' is the best term to describe what happens. And sorry about the ring, it just happens when you draw it." Kel added when she saw him wince at the sound.
" Hmmm." Numair said thoughtfully. " May I see it?" The young knight nodded and handed the mage her sword. The flames that had been consuming it a second before had disappeared.
" It seems the sword was made for you." Numair said after a few minutes. Kel snorted at that, " Obviously."
" No, I mean no other person can use your sword besides you. Someone else could use it as a regular sword but no one could use the fire lore. Here," he said, " try and make the flames go out." Kel mentally commanded the flames to go out. Finally, she sighed and brushed her sandy hair out of her eyes.
" It won't."
" It shouldn't do that. From what I've concluded, it should listen to you. Maybe your will isn't strong enough. Besides, maybe the fire wasn't meant to be put out." Kel winced, " Such a wonderful thought. Well, I'm definitely not drawing it unless I'm in an emergency. Thanks Numair."
" No problem. And if you see Daine and Tobe, tell them to come to my quarters."
Meanwhile in the Divine Realms.
Chantte stormed over to the Elemental Goddess; his hair on fire. Chantte was mad.
" Sister, why is it every time I look for that be dammed mortal, water swirls up and I am not able to see him?" Chantte demanded. His sister cringed mentally. Boy, he was mad!
" Why, I have no clue what mortal, because there are so many. And, I've no idea why water swirls up," the goddess said innocently. She secretly hoped her brother found out; they had debated many times about his son's death, and she hadn't liked his son at all. And she personally thought it was a pleasure to watch him die. Keladry didn't know she had helped her, but she was going to meet Keladry soon. The Elemental Goddess thought, if Keladry was going to be favored by her, she ought to meet the goddess who favored her. Maybe she would meet Keladry tomorrow, or in a few days. Finally, she realized she needed her wits to talk to Chantte; he might draw information out that she didn't want him to know.
" You know all to well which mortal I am talking about!" She shrugged.
" Maybe I do, maybe I don't." It was easy to get on his nerves, and she loved to do that. But now, since there was so much at stake, she'd have to be careful not to anger him too much. He just might kill Domitan and Keladry. And they were the only hope for Tortall.
" Then, why does that mortal have a blade with the feel of water? And why does his lover have a blade that smells of fire? Don't avoid me Sister, if you don't answer, I'll take you to the Great Gods. And his escapes are not possible! And everywhere he has escaped the unmistakable mark of YOU is there!" he raged.
" And, if I have?" Now she was being blunt and in no mood to be annoyed. The Elemental Goddess knew he would carry out his threats; and that would leave Keladry and Domitan defenseless. Both of their fates were linked with Tortall's. She needed them to be kept alive and beat the Scanrans back into their own land. Weryin and Sarra needed her to keep them alive. Sarra wasn't a goddess for long enough to travel, and Weryin was bound with her. Both gods were for Tortall; and she could travel to different realms. She was well over a few centuries old. Her brother knew the prophecy:
* Doom will be sealed
If the Protected comes near
But when thy see Griffon
Doom will be here*
" Then, as I said, I'll take you to the Great Gods for interfering with things that don't concern you!" Chantte was the Scanran main God and he felt that Scanra should win this war. Of course, she was for Tortall.
" Oh trust me, it concerns me. That 'mortal's lover' is my chosen one. As is the 'mortal.' Besides, don't pity yourself. Your son was a glob of goo. He was plain evil and he deserved to die. He slaughtered people. And, brother, if you actually wake up, Domitan didn't kill him." She could see the steam coming out of Chantte's ears; good, she had made him mad. (A/n: Getting a feeling who that person was, and one hint only: Chantte is wrong on who killed his son, Dom only helped. Can you guess who it is? Hehe)
" He was not! He was the best, and most creative mortal ever! He was strong and brave; he defied the Balance. And so, of all the heroic mortals you could have chosen, you choose the very two I am looking to destroy?"
" Brother, I choose them for a reason that does not include you. In fact, it doesn't even come near the reason you think I chose them. And frankly, brother, I'd thank you to leave them alone!" She didn't get mad often, but her brother often was the reasons for her rages.
" 'And frankly," he mimicked, "' I'd thank you' to take your hand off of them!" Chantte fumed.
" How about. no. You need to get a life, Brother. There is more to life then revenge, especially when a whole empire is at stake."
" Sister, you must be hoping for more than Rathhausak to die and Tortall to survive this war. They could deal fine with regular weapons. (A/n: This is an important chapter, it gives details on things. Like, as in The Elemental Goddess's plan.) And why give Keladry a fire sword and not water? (A/n: Very, very, important) Hmm?" he asked snottily. " Oh right, and that Domitan has a mist cloak, hiding him from my view. And of course, if you gave him a fire cloak, I'd be able to find him. Now answer me, Sister." His sister paled visibly; he was catching on to her plan. But he could never, ever find out or he would turn on her. Her brother cackled with triumph. (A/n: Hehehe. Now we get to the plot. This entire chapter is important.)
" That Sister, is why you need to take your hand off them. You are plotting something, and frankly, I don't think you should be plotting against me." His sister gulped mentally. If it came down to a battle between them, she would win. But it would cost lots of her reserves and she wasn't about to use them. Not if she could get the mortals to help. Unlike Chantte, she didn't like using mortals unless it would be for their benefit. The goddess didn't really think this was for their benefit. But if her plan didn't work, Tortall was in for centuries of bad harvest, plagues and the like. The other gods and goddesses thought she weak, not liking to use a mortal unless it would benefit the mortal's world or the mortal.
Later..
The goddess told him everything, including her plan. Now she waited for his outburst.
" You are going to WHAT?!" Dom demanded. A vase full of water exploded.
" Oh, well THAT was mature. Besides, I've already had some one else give me indignant yelling, " she told him.
" Well then, would you prefer murderous rage? That's a lot closer to what I'm feeling. And I don't care! You are NOT going to use her!"
" And you are going to tell me what I am and am not going to do?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow. " Domitan, I love you and Keladry dearly, like my children, but I have to. And Domitan, I need to do some thing for you. You know the wound on your chest?" Dom nodded. " Well, I know you don't remember where it came from, but it's serious. I need to place Star fire and ground dragon scales on top of it to heal it." Seeing his look she added, " You're going to want to know what the consequences are, aren't you?" Dom smiled, " Just what I was about to ask."
" Well, your pupils probably will turn vertically slit, like a dragons. Sorry," she added. " I know you want to look like the human you are, but that wound was inflicted by Chantte and he can track you with it. He has blood from it. If I close the wound up with those things, it will alter your blood a little and he won't be able to track you. And as for the other consequences, I know you like this one; your senses will be heightened, like a dragon's. So anything you wouldn't normally spot or hear and the like, you'll hear, smell and spot it. Third, don't kill me, is that you're going to be basically immortal. You can die like any human, or dragon, but you're going to outlive everyone. Remember that, I don' t want you to wake up one day and feel you were cheated on your knowledge. "
" What do you mean?" The ex-sergeant had a bad feeling what she meant.
" I mean, that one day, after Keladry has died, and your children, if you have children, don't feel as if you haven't been warned." " Besides, I don't think you're going to want children, a man with dragon blood and a human woman? She might be strong, but the chances of her survival would be weak." The young man opened his mouth in fury.
" Oh shut up, Domitan. Yes, I shouldn't be reading your thoughts, but I did, OK?"
" Fine! How long?" he croaked.
" How long what?"
" How long will the procedure take and how long will I be out of action and how long will I have to live here?"
" One year in total." She said gently, knowing he wanted to see Kel. " The procedure only takes about a hour, but the rest takes almost a year. And you need to get used to your new senses. Look I'm sorry, but it's the only way to have Chantte loose track of you."
" Alright," he muttered. " Can we do it today?"
" Yes, let me fetch the materials." She hurried out the door leaving a very upset male.
In the Mortal Realms.
A man, in his early forties hurried over when he saw the noble open the door to the Dancing Dove.
" Marek!"
" Lady!" (A/n: Yea I know its weird they know each other, but when you know the Lioness, the people you meet.) Marek embraced her. Jokingly he slipped his hand in her pocket.
" Hey! Keep you hand out of there." she slapped his hand. " Don't take my money." The King of Thieves laughed. " Come on." He led her to a table. " Well, I haven't seen you for a while." Damn! he swore silently, he was treading on soft ground, and so much for being kind about it!
" Oh, yes. Well, I'm sorry."
" Yes, well it's alright. Now, is the Lioness coming to Corus anytime soon?"
" I honestly don't know."
Later.
Kel was walking down the streets when she heard a man scream "Bitch!" and heard a slapping sound.
OK: Chappie done. Cliffy! Who is this girl? What is Dom so mad about? And is the K/D going to last? Hehehe.
Just for clarification, Kel is 21, Dom is 28 and Tobe is 13. And what is in these pretty *s is Karr's OK? And ignore the 'trickster in the last chapter, it should be 'Chantte.' Chan- t Also, when it says, 'she vanished,' its supposed to be he vanished. K? And, in this chapter, you might be confused, but this chapters info is correct.
Queen of Connaught: o my god! I'm so so sorry. Somehow your review didn't show up on my e-mail. I wanted to see something on my story, and there were more reviews than I remember. O my god I'm so so sorry! Yes and it was a little short for an " extra long chapter" And thanks. (
PsychoLioness13: No you don't. She's tied to fire now. She doesn't need to touch the sword to control fire.;)
Lady Bee: Ooops. Maybe no one will notice. And of course I wouldn't kill him.;)
Coursoccer: Thanks. Yeah, you should write one! Their numbers are reducing.;)
Alanna@Alanna.zzn.com: Thanks! ;)
Lady of the Lilacs: Don't mind my review for the Champion and her Squire. I do know every one gets flames but 'you asked for it' read on and stuff. Soo. Yea I know it was a friend. HEHE! ;)
Anyways, will someone tell me who to get Italics and bold and stuff?
" Numair?" Kel asked, " Can I borrow you for a little while?"
" Sure Kel. What is it?"
" Will you ward the room? I don't want anyone knowing about this."
" Sure." The mage flicked his sparkling black fire into the corners. " What is it?"
" This." She drew her sword and fire licked the blade. " The Elemental Goddess gave it to me. I have a close friend (A/n: *snorts* she called Dom a 'friend';) ) who has a water blade. He's learned to really control water. I've learned a little." There was a fire in the fireplace. Kel snapped her hand closed; the fire went out. She gestured again and fire appeared. Numair whistled. Kel sheathed it; she prayed he would know what to do.
" Who has the other blade? I'd love to see what he could do." His eyes shone with hope. Kel knew what Dom could do; he had written her a letter and put it in the sheath.
Content of Letter
Aria,
You might want to go to Numair about that sword. I don't think you're going to want the attention it's going to bring you when you draw it. Be careful about what you say to anyone; Chantte, the fire god (A/n: Did Tamora name a fire god?) he's powerful enough to do great harm and he'll be eavesdropping on you. And, you might want to use Ancient Lirin when you give fire orders, like '~kryv~.' Trust me, it works better. Lirin is more powerful. (A/n: That means 'ignite.' I don't know how to make it sound right when I tell about what he can do, so just imagine)
Ryle Aria, (A/n: Ryle Arial means 'with love.' ) Dom (A/n: Anyways, anything with one of these ~ in front and behind means it's in Ancient Lirin.)
" I can tell you what he can do, if you drop the name and testing." The black robe mage sighed, disappointed.
" What can he do?"
" Umm. make it rain, snow, ect. He can make waves at bodies of water. Put out a fire without twitching. And basically anything that has to do with water. No, doesn't have the Gift," she added seeing Numair's questioning look.
" Well then, what can you do?"
" I honestly don't know. I just got it a few days ago." Considering what Dom had said, " Probably anything with fire. I need your help so it doesn't do this," Kel drew her sword and its blade was consumed with fire. Also, a ringing sound sounded. Kel suspected it would be louder if she drew it in battle or as a threat. " -every time I draw it. I've tried to quite the flame, but it won't 'listen' is the best term to describe what happens. And sorry about the ring, it just happens when you draw it." Kel added when she saw him wince at the sound.
" Hmmm." Numair said thoughtfully. " May I see it?" The young knight nodded and handed the mage her sword. The flames that had been consuming it a second before had disappeared.
" It seems the sword was made for you." Numair said after a few minutes. Kel snorted at that, " Obviously."
" No, I mean no other person can use your sword besides you. Someone else could use it as a regular sword but no one could use the fire lore. Here," he said, " try and make the flames go out." Kel mentally commanded the flames to go out. Finally, she sighed and brushed her sandy hair out of her eyes.
" It won't."
" It shouldn't do that. From what I've concluded, it should listen to you. Maybe your will isn't strong enough. Besides, maybe the fire wasn't meant to be put out." Kel winced, " Such a wonderful thought. Well, I'm definitely not drawing it unless I'm in an emergency. Thanks Numair."
" No problem. And if you see Daine and Tobe, tell them to come to my quarters."
Meanwhile in the Divine Realms.
Chantte stormed over to the Elemental Goddess; his hair on fire. Chantte was mad.
" Sister, why is it every time I look for that be dammed mortal, water swirls up and I am not able to see him?" Chantte demanded. His sister cringed mentally. Boy, he was mad!
" Why, I have no clue what mortal, because there are so many. And, I've no idea why water swirls up," the goddess said innocently. She secretly hoped her brother found out; they had debated many times about his son's death, and she hadn't liked his son at all. And she personally thought it was a pleasure to watch him die. Keladry didn't know she had helped her, but she was going to meet Keladry soon. The Elemental Goddess thought, if Keladry was going to be favored by her, she ought to meet the goddess who favored her. Maybe she would meet Keladry tomorrow, or in a few days. Finally, she realized she needed her wits to talk to Chantte; he might draw information out that she didn't want him to know.
" You know all to well which mortal I am talking about!" She shrugged.
" Maybe I do, maybe I don't." It was easy to get on his nerves, and she loved to do that. But now, since there was so much at stake, she'd have to be careful not to anger him too much. He just might kill Domitan and Keladry. And they were the only hope for Tortall.
" Then, why does that mortal have a blade with the feel of water? And why does his lover have a blade that smells of fire? Don't avoid me Sister, if you don't answer, I'll take you to the Great Gods. And his escapes are not possible! And everywhere he has escaped the unmistakable mark of YOU is there!" he raged.
" And, if I have?" Now she was being blunt and in no mood to be annoyed. The Elemental Goddess knew he would carry out his threats; and that would leave Keladry and Domitan defenseless. Both of their fates were linked with Tortall's. She needed them to be kept alive and beat the Scanrans back into their own land. Weryin and Sarra needed her to keep them alive. Sarra wasn't a goddess for long enough to travel, and Weryin was bound with her. Both gods were for Tortall; and she could travel to different realms. She was well over a few centuries old. Her brother knew the prophecy:
* Doom will be sealed
If the Protected comes near
But when thy see Griffon
Doom will be here*
" Then, as I said, I'll take you to the Great Gods for interfering with things that don't concern you!" Chantte was the Scanran main God and he felt that Scanra should win this war. Of course, she was for Tortall.
" Oh trust me, it concerns me. That 'mortal's lover' is my chosen one. As is the 'mortal.' Besides, don't pity yourself. Your son was a glob of goo. He was plain evil and he deserved to die. He slaughtered people. And, brother, if you actually wake up, Domitan didn't kill him." She could see the steam coming out of Chantte's ears; good, she had made him mad. (A/n: Getting a feeling who that person was, and one hint only: Chantte is wrong on who killed his son, Dom only helped. Can you guess who it is? Hehe)
" He was not! He was the best, and most creative mortal ever! He was strong and brave; he defied the Balance. And so, of all the heroic mortals you could have chosen, you choose the very two I am looking to destroy?"
" Brother, I choose them for a reason that does not include you. In fact, it doesn't even come near the reason you think I chose them. And frankly, brother, I'd thank you to leave them alone!" She didn't get mad often, but her brother often was the reasons for her rages.
" 'And frankly," he mimicked, "' I'd thank you' to take your hand off of them!" Chantte fumed.
" How about. no. You need to get a life, Brother. There is more to life then revenge, especially when a whole empire is at stake."
" Sister, you must be hoping for more than Rathhausak to die and Tortall to survive this war. They could deal fine with regular weapons. (A/n: This is an important chapter, it gives details on things. Like, as in The Elemental Goddess's plan.) And why give Keladry a fire sword and not water? (A/n: Very, very, important) Hmm?" he asked snottily. " Oh right, and that Domitan has a mist cloak, hiding him from my view. And of course, if you gave him a fire cloak, I'd be able to find him. Now answer me, Sister." His sister paled visibly; he was catching on to her plan. But he could never, ever find out or he would turn on her. Her brother cackled with triumph. (A/n: Hehehe. Now we get to the plot. This entire chapter is important.)
" That Sister, is why you need to take your hand off them. You are plotting something, and frankly, I don't think you should be plotting against me." His sister gulped mentally. If it came down to a battle between them, she would win. But it would cost lots of her reserves and she wasn't about to use them. Not if she could get the mortals to help. Unlike Chantte, she didn't like using mortals unless it would be for their benefit. The goddess didn't really think this was for their benefit. But if her plan didn't work, Tortall was in for centuries of bad harvest, plagues and the like. The other gods and goddesses thought she weak, not liking to use a mortal unless it would benefit the mortal's world or the mortal.
Later..
The goddess told him everything, including her plan. Now she waited for his outburst.
" You are going to WHAT?!" Dom demanded. A vase full of water exploded.
" Oh, well THAT was mature. Besides, I've already had some one else give me indignant yelling, " she told him.
" Well then, would you prefer murderous rage? That's a lot closer to what I'm feeling. And I don't care! You are NOT going to use her!"
" And you are going to tell me what I am and am not going to do?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow. " Domitan, I love you and Keladry dearly, like my children, but I have to. And Domitan, I need to do some thing for you. You know the wound on your chest?" Dom nodded. " Well, I know you don't remember where it came from, but it's serious. I need to place Star fire and ground dragon scales on top of it to heal it." Seeing his look she added, " You're going to want to know what the consequences are, aren't you?" Dom smiled, " Just what I was about to ask."
" Well, your pupils probably will turn vertically slit, like a dragons. Sorry," she added. " I know you want to look like the human you are, but that wound was inflicted by Chantte and he can track you with it. He has blood from it. If I close the wound up with those things, it will alter your blood a little and he won't be able to track you. And as for the other consequences, I know you like this one; your senses will be heightened, like a dragon's. So anything you wouldn't normally spot or hear and the like, you'll hear, smell and spot it. Third, don't kill me, is that you're going to be basically immortal. You can die like any human, or dragon, but you're going to outlive everyone. Remember that, I don' t want you to wake up one day and feel you were cheated on your knowledge. "
" What do you mean?" The ex-sergeant had a bad feeling what she meant.
" I mean, that one day, after Keladry has died, and your children, if you have children, don't feel as if you haven't been warned." " Besides, I don't think you're going to want children, a man with dragon blood and a human woman? She might be strong, but the chances of her survival would be weak." The young man opened his mouth in fury.
" Oh shut up, Domitan. Yes, I shouldn't be reading your thoughts, but I did, OK?"
" Fine! How long?" he croaked.
" How long what?"
" How long will the procedure take and how long will I be out of action and how long will I have to live here?"
" One year in total." She said gently, knowing he wanted to see Kel. " The procedure only takes about a hour, but the rest takes almost a year. And you need to get used to your new senses. Look I'm sorry, but it's the only way to have Chantte loose track of you."
" Alright," he muttered. " Can we do it today?"
" Yes, let me fetch the materials." She hurried out the door leaving a very upset male.
In the Mortal Realms.
A man, in his early forties hurried over when he saw the noble open the door to the Dancing Dove.
" Marek!"
" Lady!" (A/n: Yea I know its weird they know each other, but when you know the Lioness, the people you meet.) Marek embraced her. Jokingly he slipped his hand in her pocket.
" Hey! Keep you hand out of there." she slapped his hand. " Don't take my money." The King of Thieves laughed. " Come on." He led her to a table. " Well, I haven't seen you for a while." Damn! he swore silently, he was treading on soft ground, and so much for being kind about it!
" Oh, yes. Well, I'm sorry."
" Yes, well it's alright. Now, is the Lioness coming to Corus anytime soon?"
" I honestly don't know."
Later.
Kel was walking down the streets when she heard a man scream "Bitch!" and heard a slapping sound.
OK: Chappie done. Cliffy! Who is this girl? What is Dom so mad about? And is the K/D going to last? Hehehe.