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Chapter Three
Time seemed to run together spinning in endless patterns. Colors blended and merged beneath Dalamar's eyelids, sounds did the same. He knew he should pull himself out of this gloom, this endless spinning web. He could hear voices around him circling, low and hypnotic. Eventually memories began to flow back. Chaos's threat, the girl, Adrian? A kinder named Milkweed. He tried not to remember…. Death would have been better, he had wanted to die. Chaos wouldn't let him. Chaos spoke to them… He was gone now
Cool water on his chest made him jerk back to the present, and the pain. He had blown his chest open in an effort to make sure Chaos's threat never came to pass, but it did anyway.
He opened dark almond shaped eyes and for the second time found himself staring into the face of Milkweed... The kender's long topknot swished into his eyes and bobbed along with his head. A wide grin stretched over his face.
"Adrian! He's awake again!"
"Get away from his face Milkweed; I think he wants to kill you. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to mess with black robed wizards?" Especially not those who are among the most powerful beings on Krynn. Not that it mattered. At this point they were no longer on Krynn. Adrian wanted to hear Dalamar's story. She already knew, but she wanted to hear it anyway.
Indeed there were many things she already knew. Unlike everyone else she knew why she was there.
Chaos found her an irresistible mystery. She had wood brown colored eyes that were almond shaped. Like those of elves. She also had pointed ears of elves. But she lacked their grace, even if she looked elven she was not. She was, very blatantly (as her mother put it), a klutz. She could have been mistaken for an odd breed of half elf if it had not been for the kender aspect of her personality. Though it sometimes disappeared altogether. She was about 18 years old, having not lived an elven lifespan. Indeed Adrian was a mystery to Chaos. That was why he has taken her.
She had lost all track of time. What at first seemed like a peaceful jaunt into the Chaos's war had gone horribly wrong when she was taken her along with the two other people in her "cell".
And for the first time in what seemed like days Dalamar's eyes were clear. And he was staring at her in way that made her nervous. The wounds on his chest were almost heeled. Chaos's had said that everyone who was injured would be healed before he started what he had in store for them. The look Dalamar was giving her made her flesh crawl. He leaned back against the invisible wall of the cell.
"Adrian, Adrian!" Milkweed interrupted her thoughts. "My mother told me that if you ever meet a wizard be sure to ask them to let you see their spells, she says they're very interesting. Hey, wizard! Would you magic me, I've always wanted to be magiced!" Dalamar's bottom lip curled in annoyance. He ignored Milkweed.
"May I ask what you're doing here?" His voice was silky smooth and seductive. It willed her to tell him all she knew. Adrian was not fooled, though he didn't know her, she knew him, almost inside and out. She was ready for anything he tried to pull. Not that he could do much, the pussy wounds on his chest were still healing. Her gaze was drawn to the five bleeding holes in his chest. Blood welled through them constantly, they would never heal. He saw where she was looking and smirked, pulling his ragged black robes over his chest. "I see you've noticed-,"
"Where your shalafi branded you," Adrian cut him off softly. His eyes widened. Adrian realized she had just opened her mouth.
"How would you know?"
"Lucky guess?" Adrian said meekly.
"I have lots of luck," said Milkweed. "You can barrow some of mine!" Dalamar was not buying into her feeble excuse. Not that she expected him to.
Dalamar was caught completely off guard. How could she know of Raistlin, of how his shalafi had burned holes into his chest for being a traitor? He had not told anyone but the conclave and they were notorious for keeping their mouth's shut. Caramon knew, but Caramon didn't know they were permanent. Besides Caramon doesn't drink anymore so he wouldn't say anything anyway. He ran through his list of people who knew. The kender Tasslehoff knew. He would have told everyone he met, but nobody ever believed kinder. Who's left? Kitiara knew, but she didn't mind and she never talked about her lovers anyway. Besides she was dead, he killed her. She got in his way. Jenna knew and Jenna denied ever being his lover. She was dead now too.
Adrian moved away from Dalamar, he unsettled her. She went to sit with Milkweed in the far corner of their cell. She felt dark eyes fallowing her. She looked back and flew foreword over her small leather back. Throwing out a hand to catch herself, she wound up pulling on Milkweed's hair and the two of them fell into a tangle of arms and legs.
Dalamar watched this laughing to himself, but them darker thoughts clouded his mind. What kind of elf maid has no grace at all, and can't speak elfish?
Adrian marched back over to the dark elf. She placed her hands on her hips and schooled her face to stop her own laughter.
"Think that's funny, do you?" She said seriously.
"Yes,"
"Well I'd like to see you do better when looking back!" She knew in an instant that was the wrong thing out of her mouth. Idiot, she chided herself. Dalamar stretched like a cat showing liquid elven grace.
"I have nothing to prove,"
"Ha!" Adrian said as he winced. He couldn't do much with his upper body moving it hurt. This he discovered mid move.
"Adrian wins this round! Nananana!" yelled Milkweed. Dalamar reached out and grabbed the kender around the neck.
"Shut up,"
Suddenly the air began to shimmer around them. Adrian gasped for breath, there was no air. She looked over and saw Dalamar's face turning white, but he did not fight to breathe as she and Milkweed did. Milkweed clutched at his throat wildly.
Milkweed suddenly vanished entirely. The other two did not have to wait long to find out what happened to Milkweed because a second later, they both vanished as well.