Here I am, posting on Wednesday as I promised I would. I am sick, and have been in bed all day, and now I'm bored so I have been re-formatting my documents so that they are single spaced and italicized and do bold fonts and other wonderful things like the other fics I have read. I just figured out how to do this, and if you don't like it, tell me and I'll put it back. I do think it looks better this way, though, and the new chapters will be formatted this new and normal way, unless you hate it like this. Thank you for reading and reviewing, (I got 10 reviews for one chapter!) This makes me happy. This chapter is shorter then the last, but only by a little, it makes it end in exactly the right way like this and the next one will be much longer, I promise. Read the note at the end, and here are the responses to my reviewers:

Wildmage101: Yes, the comments were scaring people, but not much, and it doesn't matter. Sorry I couldn't come last night, I called and called but the line was busy. I couldn't come 'cause I had a fever and was really dizzy.  This is like your favorite scene, though, and I like it a lot too, so enjoy it and don't hate me for not being there, I'm sorry. See you tom. (Hopefully)

            Fifi:  No, it's not anything scary, you'll see. I'll try to update frequently. Read and Review ASAP!!!

            Enyalover (#): That was weird, but then again, she can be sentimental. My science teacher is kind of strict, but really nice and tall and handsome, and funny…I could go on all day, so don't start me…you will be scared. He got a haircut last Friday, and it looked bed, but now it has grown back and he looks hot again. Review this chapter to tell me if you liked it. 

Goddessofthesky: This scene is cooler then the others because it is shown from different perspectives, and leads to the revealing of the plot and the eventual underlying meaning (at least I think so, you could just think it's strange) but not as much as the next chapter will. Trust me I have it all planned out. I will post the next chapter soon, so review.

            Bluefruitbowl: Who…what? Could you please write a longer review next time so I know what you're talking about? I will update soon enough, don't worry, and thanks for reading.

LaLaLoVer666: Glad you like it. It is kind of romantic, and I think neatly written. Amanda was a noodle in the other one,(and I guess it was sort of sweet) but this one she is in love in a far away, other self-sort of way…just read it and you'll get what I mean.(and, of course, review)

            Dedledee: Thanks. Amanda's life gets more interesting…just keep reading and you'll see. Numair is ten years younger, your right, but I address the whole changing history thing in the next chapter. He is different, but I think I like him this way better.  Please read and review again. 

            Courtee: Glad you like it. The chapters are long and short, depending on where I want to end off…there is a major twist, but it won't emerge until the next chapter (so you'll just have to keep reading to see what it is)you can get some idea by reading the song lyrics if you really can't wait though.

Thank you to all who reviewed, and here is the chapter. (the title is yet another Enya song that I almost named the fic after, but the song I chose had lyrics that fit much better, I was just so attached to that title that I had to use it somehow, and I am very attached to this scene-as is Amanda, you can probably guess why by reading it. )

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A Day Without Rain

There were many beautiful women at the ball that night, from the mysterious Thayet, in a gown of flowing blue tissue, to the charming Alanna, in an emerald green dress, but the nobles at court could not figure out who was this new jewel, to grace a hall of diamonds.

            The newcomer was a young girl, in her late teens; she wore a flowing black gown, adorned with diamonds, sparkling like light in a land of shadow. She was accompanied by the mage Numair Salmalín, a powerful wizard new to the realm. The girl smiled shyly as she sat, ruining the grace of the moment by stumbling clumsily, before regaining her balance, and sitting down.

Amanda sat quietly; listening to Numair talking to Alanna, sitting across from them, of different kinds of magic through the ages. She did not feel quite in place here, she thought, as she tried in vain to engage the stern looking man next to her in conversation, but it appeared he did not even speak common. She sighed, sipping her wine.

A hand tapped her shoulder, and Amanda looked up to see Numair, a wicked grin spread across his handsome mouth.

"Would you care to dance?" he asked, his eyes twinkling. Under the gaze of all of the nobles in court, Amanda was forced to accept. They stepped out onto the dance floor, as Numair twirled Amanda around. She looked down at her feet, Intent on not tripping, but after a while she fell into the pattern of the beat, and let Numair glide her across the floor. It was then that she realized that something had changed. The world had turned upside down, no longer was she a girl, stumbling across the marble floor of the palace, she was a dancer, in a crystal white fantasy. She felt as light as a feather, as free as the wind, as distant as a forgotten wish. She was a princess, and he was her prince, they were in love, and the world was a dream. Then, finally, the music stopped, and a faster tune was struck up. They begun to dance more exuberantly, dipping, and twirling, and Amanda began to feel lightheaded. She looked up into the eyes of her partner, and felt pure happiness; this was not as bad as she had thought. Amanda felt dizzy, and her vision had gone very blurry, and dark, though she ignored it; she must just be tired from all the spinning in the dance. As the final chord rung out, Numair spun her into a spectacular dip, and leaned down, his lips tantalizingly close to hers. Though she did not kiss him, for at that moment, the weakness in her knees and the exhaustion overtaking her had grown to such a point that she was gasping for breath and could no longer hear the music, or the gasps of the nobles surrounding them as she was swept into a perfect dive. She was so close to Numair's face that she could feel his breath on her cheek. Amanda looked up into his eyes, and mouthed, "I'm sorry." as she crumpled in his arms in a faint.

The nobles of the court had watched this unknown girl waltz with the handsome foreign mage with envy crossing their faces. They spun, twirled, and danced with the impression that they had done it every day before then. They gasped as one when he had dipped her into that perfect dive, but he did not kiss her, as every other noble in court had thought. At that moment, she had tripped, and feinted into his arms. The crowd gasped, wondering what had happened, and the man lowered her to the floor, a look of anxiety and shock on his face. The Lioness rushed over to her side, and held the girl's wrist with a hand glowing with purple fire. She looked at the man, and said something they could not hear, and he nodded, looking extremely worried, and scooped her up into his arms, and carried her out of the hall, the eyes of everyone in the room following him.

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            Hehe, that one was definitely a cliffy ending. I hope you liked (and understood) The strange two points of view part, it just added color if you know what I mean, and the original way I wrote it ended with Amanda's point of view, but I liked this better.  If you have questions, just ask and I'll try to explain. I will update either Friday or Saturday, depending on how many reviews I get (I am aiming for the 20 mark, just five more) and depending on how much homework I have, etc.  Hope you like it so far, and the next chapter should be really good, I have a cool idea for it. Review, Review, Review, and I'll post it as soon as I get enough. Thanks and I'll see you then.

            -Queen of Connaught