Her Story
By: Hyper Mage.
Wow, when had I last written? well, I guess my writer's block lasted longer the I thought it would. For all of you who have been waiting patiently,(or those who have forgotten this story existed) Here ya' go!
"Gods, he crumbled it up!" Karren whispered to the other girls.
"Seriously, men are so stupid, we're going to have to tell him."
"Tell him what?" Said an calm voice behind them. They ally froze and slowly turned, there stood Keladry.
"Hello Miss, well, you see we, um, where doing a friend a favor and uh-" Karren smiled nervously, she hadn't thought of the consequences if they were caught.
"You mean you were trying to help Merric realize that it doesn't really matter that Melody is a refugee?" Keladry asked nicely, they all gave sigh, at least she understood.
"It isn't fair Miss! We see Melody mopping around and we feel sad because we know she's being foolish and that Sir Merric does like her."
"Well, I think we should leave it to her to realize that," Keladry walked away, going on with her nightly patrols. They waited a while before continuing with their plans.
"Well, I don't think Sir Merric is going to realize that Melody likes him, I say we take matters into our own hands.
"Melody! Concentrate! You're going to let the soup burn! Seriously child, you must stop signing up for cooking if you can't concentrate," Melody napped from her dream and removed the cauldron from the fire.
"I'm so sorry miss! I just haven't been sleeping well."
"It must be the training, women should not waste their time on that, we are weaker then men and should be submissive, go to bed child, you need your rest." Melody bowed and walked towards her barracks. As she started to go through the doorway, she heard someone yelling her name, a rather loud and conversive Karren.
"Melody! Finally! I've been yelling for you since you left the cookhouse!"
"What is it Karren?"
"Well, some of the girls and I where thinking we should set you up on a blind date, after supper tonight."
"What?" "Well, we thought that Sir Merric is a stupid lug-head, so we decided to set you up with one of the new refugees." Melody didn't say anything for a while, then shook her head.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't, it wouldn't feel right," Karren's smiling face went blank.
"But he already said yes." Melody sighed.
"Alright, Alright I'll go." Karren was jumping up with glee.
"Meet him near the gates then, bye!" Karren ran off to meet her friends waiting for her.
"She said yes!" Karren whispered.
"Alright, now to find Sir Merric." Louise saluted Karren and ran with a basket on her arm towards the solider barracks.
Merric had been taking his noonday break, he was outside while Louise brought him his lunch.
"Thank you miss," he said politely. She blushed.
"Melody had said you would be polite."
"Oh, Melody talks about me?"
"Oh Yes! She isn't much of a talker but when we get talking about the men of the camp she can't stop talking about you!" Merric's noticed he was smiling recklessly.
"Does she talk about anyone else?"
"No, she only talks about you, but you see, she thinks you don't like her and always ends her sentences by 'but he would never look at a stringy commoner like me the way I see him'."
"Is that so? I wish I could prove her wrong."
"Well, your chance is coming up. We told Melody that we set her up on a blind date with someone, she thinks it's another refugee, she wasn't really happy and we practically had to bully her into accepting! Meet her after supper near the gates and she'll get her surprise! Oh! I'm so happy we could do something for everyone! We always feel so sad for Melody, she lost everyone you know."
"She did?" Merric had not heard that from Melody's lips.
"That's true, no one in her family is alive, look at the time, I have to run, Latrine duty." Louise ran off and left Merric to think.
Wow! I know it has been a long time since I've written, hopefully people still like this story.
Wow, when had I last written? well, I guess my writer's block lasted longer the I thought it would. For all of you who have been waiting patiently,(or those who have forgotten this story existed) Here ya' go!
"Gods, he crumbled it up!" Karren whispered to the other girls.
"Seriously, men are so stupid, we're going to have to tell him."
"Tell him what?" Said an calm voice behind them. They ally froze and slowly turned, there stood Keladry.
"Hello Miss, well, you see we, um, where doing a friend a favor and uh-" Karren smiled nervously, she hadn't thought of the consequences if they were caught.
"You mean you were trying to help Merric realize that it doesn't really matter that Melody is a refugee?" Keladry asked nicely, they all gave sigh, at least she understood.
"It isn't fair Miss! We see Melody mopping around and we feel sad because we know she's being foolish and that Sir Merric does like her."
"Well, I think we should leave it to her to realize that," Keladry walked away, going on with her nightly patrols. They waited a while before continuing with their plans.
"Well, I don't think Sir Merric is going to realize that Melody likes him, I say we take matters into our own hands.
"Melody! Concentrate! You're going to let the soup burn! Seriously child, you must stop signing up for cooking if you can't concentrate," Melody napped from her dream and removed the cauldron from the fire.
"I'm so sorry miss! I just haven't been sleeping well."
"It must be the training, women should not waste their time on that, we are weaker then men and should be submissive, go to bed child, you need your rest." Melody bowed and walked towards her barracks. As she started to go through the doorway, she heard someone yelling her name, a rather loud and conversive Karren.
"Melody! Finally! I've been yelling for you since you left the cookhouse!"
"What is it Karren?"
"Well, some of the girls and I where thinking we should set you up on a blind date, after supper tonight."
"What?" "Well, we thought that Sir Merric is a stupid lug-head, so we decided to set you up with one of the new refugees." Melody didn't say anything for a while, then shook her head.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't, it wouldn't feel right," Karren's smiling face went blank.
"But he already said yes." Melody sighed.
"Alright, Alright I'll go." Karren was jumping up with glee.
"Meet him near the gates then, bye!" Karren ran off to meet her friends waiting for her.
"She said yes!" Karren whispered.
"Alright, now to find Sir Merric." Louise saluted Karren and ran with a basket on her arm towards the solider barracks.
Merric had been taking his noonday break, he was outside while Louise brought him his lunch.
"Thank you miss," he said politely. She blushed.
"Melody had said you would be polite."
"Oh, Melody talks about me?"
"Oh Yes! She isn't much of a talker but when we get talking about the men of the camp she can't stop talking about you!" Merric's noticed he was smiling recklessly.
"Does she talk about anyone else?"
"No, she only talks about you, but you see, she thinks you don't like her and always ends her sentences by 'but he would never look at a stringy commoner like me the way I see him'."
"Is that so? I wish I could prove her wrong."
"Well, your chance is coming up. We told Melody that we set her up on a blind date with someone, she thinks it's another refugee, she wasn't really happy and we practically had to bully her into accepting! Meet her after supper near the gates and she'll get her surprise! Oh! I'm so happy we could do something for everyone! We always feel so sad for Melody, she lost everyone you know."
"She did?" Merric had not heard that from Melody's lips.
"That's true, no one in her family is alive, look at the time, I have to run, Latrine duty." Louise ran off and left Merric to think.
Wow! I know it has been a long time since I've written, hopefully people still like this story.
