Water's edge:
Numair watched as his wife walked among the rocks next to the ocean. She wasn't all that pleased with him. She had taken off her shoes and was letting waves lap against her feet and legs. She was walking over piles of rocks next to the ocean. During the summer you cloud usually find her there talking to dolphins, whales, sea lions, and a great white shark she named Daisy. Which Numair thought wasn't the best name for a 12-foot long shark that could easily pierce his wife's soft skin effortlessly. Daine loved the shark though. Numair personally had a bad experience with it. The first time they had ever met the shark had tried to save Diane from him. Daine and Numair played a game where he would grab her from behind and put his hand over her mouth. Daine would fake scream and playfully try to get out of his grip. Daisy didn't like the game all that much. When Numair had grabbed Daine the shark went right for him about biting off his arm. Neither Numair nor Daisy was all that pleased by the experience. Luckily Daisy liked him now that Daine had explained to her that Numair was her "mate" and grabbing her from behind was a game they played.
Numair shed his boots and followed his wife. He smiled when she saw her talking to the shark. But then frowned when he saw Daine was actually in the water with Daisy. Daine still was not happy; maybe he should have been more clear that she wouldn't like the surprise. It's not like he told her she was going to love it. Or that it was a puppy or a new horse.
'You're going to get sick.' He said bluntly. Daine didn't reply. Her eyes were closed; she was listening to something. He pressed his hand against her forehead and pulled her out of the water. That got her attention.
'What was that for Master Saliman.' She asked. She was mad at him; she only called him that when she was teasing or mad at him. Numair kissed her.
'I don't want you getting sick. And I really don't care what your excuses are.' He said sitting on a rock next to her. He knew she was going to think of something to be able to do what she wanted. She was to sweet to say no to.
'You're right Numair.' She replied getting up, 'You don't care.' Daine stormed off back to shore.
'Daine.' He yelled, 'Daine get back here.' She didn't even turn around and she wasn't going to.
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Daine walked into the forest behind the castle She was mad at every one. How could they do this to her? She wouldn't tell them about her childhood so shouldn't that tell them something. Like not having people that had made her life torture come to her home. It would have been better if the surprise if it was that Numair was leaving her for someone older with blond hair, blue eyes and a big chest. She could believe he'd betray her like this. Any thing would have been better, anything. And all of her friends. Weren't they the one's that were so worried about her when she was 13. Weren't they the ones that hit any one that called her a bastard? They invited the one person that called her only that. She was hurt more than when Hakkon had.when he had.she couldn't even think about it.
*Flashback:
'Good night Hakkon. Be careful not to wake Daine, please.' Sarra whispered as she began to walk up stairs.
'Wouldn't dream it Sarra.' Hakkon replied sweetly.
He watched as she walked upstairs to her room. He realized he was right next to her room. The girl that's distorting every thing I worked for, everything. He mother is mine; then in one day she fell in love with your father. It's time for you to pay.
Hakkon drew out his dagger as he walked into Sarra's daughter's room. He looked around. The room was simple. The girl of 10 was just that, simple. The only thing good about her was her way with animals.
'Hakkon' she whispered. She was laying on her back. And she sat up right into his blade. Before she could scream his put his hand over her mouth. She wasn't destroying any more of his plans.
'You,' he whispered. She was crying, good. 'How dare you? Every thing is your fault; don't ever forget it. When ever something dies, or gets sick, it's all your fault. It was you nothing else, just you. Pray that you die right now; because when you weren't here people were happy. No one died or got sick. That all was your fault.'
Hakkon cried out as she bit him. The girl screamed, but he had already gone. She cried for two hours in her mother's arms. The only thing she had left from that night was blood stained sheets and blankets, and a three-inch scar on her left shoulder.*
Daine jumped as a twig snapped behind her. She turned to face the man that had tried to murder her more than one.
'Well look at you. The wife of the greatest mage in Tortall. Friends of every high ranking noble; best friends with the Lady Knight and the queen. The wild mage of Tortall.'
'Get away from me Hakkon.'
'Why? Aren't we friends?'
'I'm not friends with people that try to kill me. You tried more than just once.'
'You've always held grudges.'
'I'll have you arrested.'
'Really?'
'All I have to do is tell them what you did.'
'Yes but remember? Every thing is your fault. Would want the mage to put up a fight for you.'
'Get away from me.'
'Wouldn't want a war with Galla to start.'
'I said get away form me.'
'Would hate to see the mage figure out his mistake.'
'What?'
'When he finds out all about you, and the pack.'
'To bad Hakkon.'
'What do you mean?'
'Numair already knows. He has for years.'
'You're a lying little bastard, you know.'
'Ask him. Then tell him how you stabbed me when I was 10. How you let me get lost when raiders were around. Then how you tried to rape me when I was 12. I'd bet he'd kill you when you told him that. Just call me a bastard around him, then we'll see whom he'd defend. And who he'd kill.'
'Daine?' Numair called, 'magelet? Please will you at let talk to you?'
'I'm over here Numair.'
Numair walked into the clearing to see his wife and Hakkon facing each other. This doesn't look good, he thought.
'Tell him Hakkon. Go ahead.'
'Your wife wants me arrested.' Daine eyes opened.
'How-'
'Daine.' Numair began.
'I meant about how you tried to kill me. When I was ten, and eleven, and thirteen.'
'Master Numair if you don't mind me saying, she's going delirious. We were wonderful friends when she was a child.'
Daine glanced at Numair. Was he believing Hakkon? He was! She couldn't believe this. Diane stormed past the two men. She was never specking to Numair again.
*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/
Daine packed all of her clothes into her pack while Numair was sleeping. He had believed Hakkon. He knew she'd do anything to make him pay for what he did when she was thirteen. Daine had locked herself in the bathroom and cried silently. He hadn't believed his own wife. Who he had promised he'd never hurt. Daine decided that she was too mad to even look at him. The note she left only said I hate you. She hoped he was crushed when he read it. Just as crushed as she was. She was never going to forgive him. Or any of her ex-friends.
Numair watched as his wife walked among the rocks next to the ocean. She wasn't all that pleased with him. She had taken off her shoes and was letting waves lap against her feet and legs. She was walking over piles of rocks next to the ocean. During the summer you cloud usually find her there talking to dolphins, whales, sea lions, and a great white shark she named Daisy. Which Numair thought wasn't the best name for a 12-foot long shark that could easily pierce his wife's soft skin effortlessly. Daine loved the shark though. Numair personally had a bad experience with it. The first time they had ever met the shark had tried to save Diane from him. Daine and Numair played a game where he would grab her from behind and put his hand over her mouth. Daine would fake scream and playfully try to get out of his grip. Daisy didn't like the game all that much. When Numair had grabbed Daine the shark went right for him about biting off his arm. Neither Numair nor Daisy was all that pleased by the experience. Luckily Daisy liked him now that Daine had explained to her that Numair was her "mate" and grabbing her from behind was a game they played.
Numair shed his boots and followed his wife. He smiled when she saw her talking to the shark. But then frowned when he saw Daine was actually in the water with Daisy. Daine still was not happy; maybe he should have been more clear that she wouldn't like the surprise. It's not like he told her she was going to love it. Or that it was a puppy or a new horse.
'You're going to get sick.' He said bluntly. Daine didn't reply. Her eyes were closed; she was listening to something. He pressed his hand against her forehead and pulled her out of the water. That got her attention.
'What was that for Master Saliman.' She asked. She was mad at him; she only called him that when she was teasing or mad at him. Numair kissed her.
'I don't want you getting sick. And I really don't care what your excuses are.' He said sitting on a rock next to her. He knew she was going to think of something to be able to do what she wanted. She was to sweet to say no to.
'You're right Numair.' She replied getting up, 'You don't care.' Daine stormed off back to shore.
'Daine.' He yelled, 'Daine get back here.' She didn't even turn around and she wasn't going to.
*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*
Daine walked into the forest behind the castle She was mad at every one. How could they do this to her? She wouldn't tell them about her childhood so shouldn't that tell them something. Like not having people that had made her life torture come to her home. It would have been better if the surprise if it was that Numair was leaving her for someone older with blond hair, blue eyes and a big chest. She could believe he'd betray her like this. Any thing would have been better, anything. And all of her friends. Weren't they the one's that were so worried about her when she was 13. Weren't they the ones that hit any one that called her a bastard? They invited the one person that called her only that. She was hurt more than when Hakkon had.when he had.she couldn't even think about it.
*Flashback:
'Good night Hakkon. Be careful not to wake Daine, please.' Sarra whispered as she began to walk up stairs.
'Wouldn't dream it Sarra.' Hakkon replied sweetly.
He watched as she walked upstairs to her room. He realized he was right next to her room. The girl that's distorting every thing I worked for, everything. He mother is mine; then in one day she fell in love with your father. It's time for you to pay.
Hakkon drew out his dagger as he walked into Sarra's daughter's room. He looked around. The room was simple. The girl of 10 was just that, simple. The only thing good about her was her way with animals.
'Hakkon' she whispered. She was laying on her back. And she sat up right into his blade. Before she could scream his put his hand over her mouth. She wasn't destroying any more of his plans.
'You,' he whispered. She was crying, good. 'How dare you? Every thing is your fault; don't ever forget it. When ever something dies, or gets sick, it's all your fault. It was you nothing else, just you. Pray that you die right now; because when you weren't here people were happy. No one died or got sick. That all was your fault.'
Hakkon cried out as she bit him. The girl screamed, but he had already gone. She cried for two hours in her mother's arms. The only thing she had left from that night was blood stained sheets and blankets, and a three-inch scar on her left shoulder.*
Daine jumped as a twig snapped behind her. She turned to face the man that had tried to murder her more than one.
'Well look at you. The wife of the greatest mage in Tortall. Friends of every high ranking noble; best friends with the Lady Knight and the queen. The wild mage of Tortall.'
'Get away from me Hakkon.'
'Why? Aren't we friends?'
'I'm not friends with people that try to kill me. You tried more than just once.'
'You've always held grudges.'
'I'll have you arrested.'
'Really?'
'All I have to do is tell them what you did.'
'Yes but remember? Every thing is your fault. Would want the mage to put up a fight for you.'
'Get away from me.'
'Wouldn't want a war with Galla to start.'
'I said get away form me.'
'Would hate to see the mage figure out his mistake.'
'What?'
'When he finds out all about you, and the pack.'
'To bad Hakkon.'
'What do you mean?'
'Numair already knows. He has for years.'
'You're a lying little bastard, you know.'
'Ask him. Then tell him how you stabbed me when I was 10. How you let me get lost when raiders were around. Then how you tried to rape me when I was 12. I'd bet he'd kill you when you told him that. Just call me a bastard around him, then we'll see whom he'd defend. And who he'd kill.'
'Daine?' Numair called, 'magelet? Please will you at let talk to you?'
'I'm over here Numair.'
Numair walked into the clearing to see his wife and Hakkon facing each other. This doesn't look good, he thought.
'Tell him Hakkon. Go ahead.'
'Your wife wants me arrested.' Daine eyes opened.
'How-'
'Daine.' Numair began.
'I meant about how you tried to kill me. When I was ten, and eleven, and thirteen.'
'Master Numair if you don't mind me saying, she's going delirious. We were wonderful friends when she was a child.'
Daine glanced at Numair. Was he believing Hakkon? He was! She couldn't believe this. Diane stormed past the two men. She was never specking to Numair again.
*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/
Daine packed all of her clothes into her pack while Numair was sleeping. He had believed Hakkon. He knew she'd do anything to make him pay for what he did when she was thirteen. Daine had locked herself in the bathroom and cried silently. He hadn't believed his own wife. Who he had promised he'd never hurt. Daine decided that she was too mad to even look at him. The note she left only said I hate you. She hoped he was crushed when he read it. Just as crushed as she was. She was never going to forgive him. Or any of her ex-friends.