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Numair's Angel
Why Do I try?
Daine woke up a week later. Everything was black for about thirty seconds. She ground and rolled over; she felt the same way as she did when Nuamir put sleep drugs in her drinks. He always said it was for her own good and that if she kept working so hard, and draining her magic, she would kill herself. Everyone agreed; it was Alanna who gave it to him in the first place.
Then Diane realized something; she was still in Snowsdale! How could that be? Did I pass out? Get sick again? Every thing ran though her head at once. Then she realized it, she felt the same way she did after Nuamir gave her sleep drugs. That was it; Hakkon had drugged her. Daine screamed she was so mad.
"Hello, have a nice rest." Hakkon asked at her door.
"You this is your fault." Daine whispered.
"Don't take it personally. You probably just finally completely snapped.
Suddenly Daine slapped him so hard he staggered back. He grabbed her wrist but suddenly let go. Her eyes were red, like a hawk.
"Your eyes" he whispered. Then she blinked and they were yellow like a cat. What was going on? It was like she was changing her eyes. Then suddenly she let out a happy cry and spun around in a circle. Lory and Rand came in and shut the door.
"Daine you shouldn't be out of bed" Lory said moving to help her back down on the bed. Daine looked at her hands and took a deep breath. Her hands changed completely. They now look like wolf paws. Lory let out a small shriek. She could change form.
"What's going on here?" Hakkon demanded. Lory his behind Rand, scared completely out of her mind.
"You were wrong." Daine said. "I never went insane seven years ago. I lost control of my magic." At the looks on their faces she explained. "My knack with animals, is really a magic. I can talk to them, heal them, and shape shift. It is called wild magic, that is why I was sick, too. I had completely drained my magic, and because I have so much of it, it makes me sick and tried to drain it all." They all stood there just look at her as she though open the window in her room. Birds flew in and said they were wondering when she was going to talk to them.
"I am sorry, wing brother." She said out loud. "I have been sick. Now, though, you may come and visit me all you'd like." For the first time since she had awoken almost a month ago, she was smiling. It was a real smile; she was truly content. That was until she look in the mirror. She let out a small scream.
"Do you like it?" Lory asked. "It is the latest style in Corus."
"Oh Mithros, I really hope not." She said. She was already in tears. Oh, Goddess it looked so horrible. Her hair was only half way down her neck, which is only about a third of what it was before. Her best memories of Nuamir were when they were laying in bed together at night and he would get his hand entangled in her long curly locks. Now it was so short, Thayet was going to kill her. She could already see Numair's face, and hear him telling her that it would grow back, or that Alanna could fix it. And she really hoped Alanna could fix it.
"Now you will look like all the court ladies" Lory said happily. Daine lost it.
"I am a court lady. I live in Corus, at the Place. One of my best friends is the queen of Tortall." She cried. "And when she sees my hair she's going to die. She's the one that cuts it in the first place." She let out another scream and left the room
"Where are you going" demanded Hakkon.
"Home." She called.
Daine walked back into the room and grabbed he pack and some clothes. Then she stormed out of the tavern. It was March; she could tell that it had just begun because of the birds. Good, she thought, I am going to go to catch up with Ouna at the fair and go home. She walk about ten feet out of town when she heard horses. She turned to see Hakkon, Lory, and Rand coming up behind her.
"We want our money" Hakkon said simply. Daine turned around and kept walking.
Numair's Angel
Why Do I try?
Daine woke up a week later. Everything was black for about thirty seconds. She ground and rolled over; she felt the same way as she did when Nuamir put sleep drugs in her drinks. He always said it was for her own good and that if she kept working so hard, and draining her magic, she would kill herself. Everyone agreed; it was Alanna who gave it to him in the first place.
Then Diane realized something; she was still in Snowsdale! How could that be? Did I pass out? Get sick again? Every thing ran though her head at once. Then she realized it, she felt the same way she did after Nuamir gave her sleep drugs. That was it; Hakkon had drugged her. Daine screamed she was so mad.
"Hello, have a nice rest." Hakkon asked at her door.
"You this is your fault." Daine whispered.
"Don't take it personally. You probably just finally completely snapped.
Suddenly Daine slapped him so hard he staggered back. He grabbed her wrist but suddenly let go. Her eyes were red, like a hawk.
"Your eyes" he whispered. Then she blinked and they were yellow like a cat. What was going on? It was like she was changing her eyes. Then suddenly she let out a happy cry and spun around in a circle. Lory and Rand came in and shut the door.
"Daine you shouldn't be out of bed" Lory said moving to help her back down on the bed. Daine looked at her hands and took a deep breath. Her hands changed completely. They now look like wolf paws. Lory let out a small shriek. She could change form.
"What's going on here?" Hakkon demanded. Lory his behind Rand, scared completely out of her mind.
"You were wrong." Daine said. "I never went insane seven years ago. I lost control of my magic." At the looks on their faces she explained. "My knack with animals, is really a magic. I can talk to them, heal them, and shape shift. It is called wild magic, that is why I was sick, too. I had completely drained my magic, and because I have so much of it, it makes me sick and tried to drain it all." They all stood there just look at her as she though open the window in her room. Birds flew in and said they were wondering when she was going to talk to them.
"I am sorry, wing brother." She said out loud. "I have been sick. Now, though, you may come and visit me all you'd like." For the first time since she had awoken almost a month ago, she was smiling. It was a real smile; she was truly content. That was until she look in the mirror. She let out a small scream.
"Do you like it?" Lory asked. "It is the latest style in Corus."
"Oh Mithros, I really hope not." She said. She was already in tears. Oh, Goddess it looked so horrible. Her hair was only half way down her neck, which is only about a third of what it was before. Her best memories of Nuamir were when they were laying in bed together at night and he would get his hand entangled in her long curly locks. Now it was so short, Thayet was going to kill her. She could already see Numair's face, and hear him telling her that it would grow back, or that Alanna could fix it. And she really hoped Alanna could fix it.
"Now you will look like all the court ladies" Lory said happily. Daine lost it.
"I am a court lady. I live in Corus, at the Place. One of my best friends is the queen of Tortall." She cried. "And when she sees my hair she's going to die. She's the one that cuts it in the first place." She let out another scream and left the room
"Where are you going" demanded Hakkon.
"Home." She called.
Daine walked back into the room and grabbed he pack and some clothes. Then she stormed out of the tavern. It was March; she could tell that it had just begun because of the birds. Good, she thought, I am going to go to catch up with Ouna at the fair and go home. She walk about ten feet out of town when she heard horses. She turned to see Hakkon, Lory, and Rand coming up behind her.
"We want our money" Hakkon said simply. Daine turned around and kept walking.