(A/N) The conversations inside asterisks (*) are telepathic. Vinnie is what
I have always wanted to name my cat. Vinnie and another one named Myles.
Myles may appear later on, I don't know yet. But Vinnie is based on my
great-aunt who lived in Germany. No offence to my Tante Regina, but I
thought those qualities in a cat would help because Vinnie could sneak
anywhere in the palace and hear what is going on.
Daine walked back to rooms after a long day of healing horses. She entered her suite and went straight to her wash room. After such a tiring day she felt that a bath would refresh her.
Steaming water was already awaiting her in her tub, beckoning her to swim in its watery depths. Daine opened her cabinet and pulled out a small, glass bottle filled with a light purple liquid. She pulled out the stopper and a small amount in the tub.
A soothing, sweet aroma filled her wash room and Daine couldn't resist any longer; she stripped her clothes a slid into the warm basin. She leaned her head back and inhaled the sweet of the lavender that she had poured into the tub.
All her anxieties and exhaustion floated away with the dirt and grime that had caked on her body. Daine sighed and felt so much better. After twenty minutes she got out of the tub and wrapped a fluffy towel around her body.
She walked into her room and opened up her trunk with her clothes in it. She pulled out a silk sleeping gown. She pulled it over her body and felt chills against the contrast of the warm water. The girl put the towel back in her wash room and walked back to her room.
She climbed into her bed and found a cat there. He was one of her favorites because of his sharp tongue and knowledge of all the palace gossip. He was a black kitten of about seven months named Vinnie.
*Hi Vinnie* Daine said to him.
*Hey Daine. You know the latest talk is that you are mad at Numair, kicked his sorry butt to the curb. It's about time that you ditched that teacher. He was too smart and you were too good for him, anyways* Vinnie replied.
*The whole court already knows about our fight?* Daine asked.
*Yep*
*Oh Vinnie* Daine said starting to cry. Vinnie climbed onto her chest and snuggled his furry head into the crook of her neck. *Vinnie I miss him. I know I should not have gotten mad at him. But it's too late now, he hates me. He won't even talk to me*
*It'll be all right. I'll claw his face tonight, if it will make you feel better* Vinnie said while Daine shook her head. *There are plenty of other cats in Corus for you to swoon over*
*But what if I've already found the one that I could spend the rest of my life swooning over? Oh, he's so perfect Vinnie. He's kind and compassionate. He always listens and he's always there when I need him. He always protects me but gives me enough space so I don't feel like I'm suffocating. Vinnie, he knows what I want and gives it to me* Daine confessed to the cat.
*Looks like you're got yourself a problem* Vinnie said as he walked to the end of Daine's bed and started to lick his paws.
Daine got out of bed and went to her bedside table and got out a handkerchief. She wiped her eyes. As she proceeded to put it away, a symbol on it caught her eye. Embroidered in black on a corner of the handkerchief were the letters "NS". It was the handkerchief he had given her to use after she destroyed the palace at Carthak. She had kept it so she could always have something that belongs to the man she held so dear to her heart.
Angered at the fact that she couldn't do anything without being reminded of Numair, Daine flung the kerchief to the ground. She stomped over to her bed and threw herself on it. She blew out the candle that lit her room and tried to go to sleep.
Daine tossed and turned for what seemed like hours. Nothing she did could make her fall asleep. As she lay there she kept hearing her outburst and the sad look on Numair's face; that look as it his whole world had fallen apart. Daine's conscience nagged at her heart. She ignored it.
But she couldn't stop remember that horrible incident in the stables. Frustrated Daine sat up. The bells rang once announcing that it was well into the morning. Climbing out of bed, Daine walked through her suite, running her fingers through her curls. She didn't know of anything that would cure her insomnia.
Resolving with herself that what she was thinking was indeed the cure, Daine left her suite and walked along the corridor. After a while, she came to a door that was too familiar. She raised her small fist with determination and knocked, not caring if the occupant was asleep, which he was probably was not.
A tall man answered the door, dressed only in breeches. His face was curious as to see who would bother him at such an hour with what news, but the instant he saw Daine, his face narrowed in dislike.
This gesture confirmed Daine's worst fears. Suddenly losing all her courage, she didn't know what to say. She became aware that she forgot to put shoes on and began to hop from foot to foot on the cold stone floor. Clad only in her black silk nightgown, becoming very cold, and having the most powerful mage staring in dislike at her, Daine began to feel very small and wanted to run away.
Annoying at having to wait for what she had to say, Numair said, "You wanted to see me?"
Daine started to tremble. She quickly came to her senses. Why am I acting afraid of him? I'm the one who can turn him to goo with just one kiss. I have control of this situation. I'm not going to stand here and act like a little girl anymore, Daine thought.
"Yes I did," Daine said, surprising Numair with her sudden recovery.
"I came to apologize. I'm sorry for yelling at you today. It was uncalled for and I feel bad that I did it. I should be thanking you for saving my life. I don't know my magical limits and when I do, I ignore them because I don't want to face the fact that I don't have an endless supply of magic.
You realized that I had reached my limits and that if I didn't stop, I would seriously hurt myself. You took action and got me out of that predicament. And instead of thanking you, I got angry because I knew all along that I was tired and shouldn't have tried to heal the horse, but I didn't want to accept that fact.
I guess I wanted to be more like you and have more power. Anyways, I just wanted to apologize and thank you for this afternoon," Daine explained. ]
She quickly turned around and started to leave, when she heard Numair say, "For someone that has only four years of academic and magical training, you have a profound ability excelled by none. I have been study magic for almost the entire amount of my existence. You amaze me as every day you grow more powerful."
Daine turned around. "Really?"
"Yes," Numair said opening the door all the way and holding his hand out to her.
Daine walked to Numair. He picked her up and held her in a tight hug. Daine felt so much better.
"Gods, Daine. You're freezing cold!"
Numair walked out of the doorway and into his living area, as he shut the door with his foot. He quickly carried her over to the couch and laid her down. He went into his room and brought a thick, warm blanket. He covered Daine and tucked her in so tight hat she couldn't move. He walked over the fireplace and started a fire. The room was soon warm and cozy.
Daine giggled. Numair was so happy to see her smile again. He reached over and kissed her. He stood up and walked to his study, carrying a book that he was reading before he was interrupted by Daine.
He lifted her legs up and sat on the couch, placing her legs back down on his lap. He opened the book and started to read as Daine fell asleep.
The next morning Daine woke up to find herself, not in her room, but in Numair's suite. She was still on the couch, tucked in tight. She lifted her head up and saw Numair at the opposite end, still sleeping.
Daine managed to get herself out of the blanket and was quietly walking across the room, as to not wake Numair up, when he did wake up. He quietly came up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Trying to sneak away, are we now?"
Daine became startled and replied, "I have to get back to my rooms before anyone notices that I'm gone."
"Oh," Numair said, pretending to be suddenly enlightened. "One kiss, before you depart, my sweetheart," he added melodramatically.
Daine turned her head and gave him a quick, but passionate kiss. "I will see you at breakfast. Don't act as though we're never going to see each other."
She slipped out of the door and went back to her rooms, careful to avoid the halls with high traffic in the morning. She climbed into her bed, only to be greeted by Vinnie climbing all over her.
*Where were you* the cat asked accusingly.
*In paradise, Vinnie. In paradise* she replied.
*Humans and their delusions* Vinnie said.
Daine lightly pushed the offending cat off her bed and went back to sleep.
(A/N) I'm listening to Saves the Day and that always makes me happier. So I decided to add a minute amount of fluff. Now, review!!
Daine walked back to rooms after a long day of healing horses. She entered her suite and went straight to her wash room. After such a tiring day she felt that a bath would refresh her.
Steaming water was already awaiting her in her tub, beckoning her to swim in its watery depths. Daine opened her cabinet and pulled out a small, glass bottle filled with a light purple liquid. She pulled out the stopper and a small amount in the tub.
A soothing, sweet aroma filled her wash room and Daine couldn't resist any longer; she stripped her clothes a slid into the warm basin. She leaned her head back and inhaled the sweet of the lavender that she had poured into the tub.
All her anxieties and exhaustion floated away with the dirt and grime that had caked on her body. Daine sighed and felt so much better. After twenty minutes she got out of the tub and wrapped a fluffy towel around her body.
She walked into her room and opened up her trunk with her clothes in it. She pulled out a silk sleeping gown. She pulled it over her body and felt chills against the contrast of the warm water. The girl put the towel back in her wash room and walked back to her room.
She climbed into her bed and found a cat there. He was one of her favorites because of his sharp tongue and knowledge of all the palace gossip. He was a black kitten of about seven months named Vinnie.
*Hi Vinnie* Daine said to him.
*Hey Daine. You know the latest talk is that you are mad at Numair, kicked his sorry butt to the curb. It's about time that you ditched that teacher. He was too smart and you were too good for him, anyways* Vinnie replied.
*The whole court already knows about our fight?* Daine asked.
*Yep*
*Oh Vinnie* Daine said starting to cry. Vinnie climbed onto her chest and snuggled his furry head into the crook of her neck. *Vinnie I miss him. I know I should not have gotten mad at him. But it's too late now, he hates me. He won't even talk to me*
*It'll be all right. I'll claw his face tonight, if it will make you feel better* Vinnie said while Daine shook her head. *There are plenty of other cats in Corus for you to swoon over*
*But what if I've already found the one that I could spend the rest of my life swooning over? Oh, he's so perfect Vinnie. He's kind and compassionate. He always listens and he's always there when I need him. He always protects me but gives me enough space so I don't feel like I'm suffocating. Vinnie, he knows what I want and gives it to me* Daine confessed to the cat.
*Looks like you're got yourself a problem* Vinnie said as he walked to the end of Daine's bed and started to lick his paws.
Daine got out of bed and went to her bedside table and got out a handkerchief. She wiped her eyes. As she proceeded to put it away, a symbol on it caught her eye. Embroidered in black on a corner of the handkerchief were the letters "NS". It was the handkerchief he had given her to use after she destroyed the palace at Carthak. She had kept it so she could always have something that belongs to the man she held so dear to her heart.
Angered at the fact that she couldn't do anything without being reminded of Numair, Daine flung the kerchief to the ground. She stomped over to her bed and threw herself on it. She blew out the candle that lit her room and tried to go to sleep.
Daine tossed and turned for what seemed like hours. Nothing she did could make her fall asleep. As she lay there she kept hearing her outburst and the sad look on Numair's face; that look as it his whole world had fallen apart. Daine's conscience nagged at her heart. She ignored it.
But she couldn't stop remember that horrible incident in the stables. Frustrated Daine sat up. The bells rang once announcing that it was well into the morning. Climbing out of bed, Daine walked through her suite, running her fingers through her curls. She didn't know of anything that would cure her insomnia.
Resolving with herself that what she was thinking was indeed the cure, Daine left her suite and walked along the corridor. After a while, she came to a door that was too familiar. She raised her small fist with determination and knocked, not caring if the occupant was asleep, which he was probably was not.
A tall man answered the door, dressed only in breeches. His face was curious as to see who would bother him at such an hour with what news, but the instant he saw Daine, his face narrowed in dislike.
This gesture confirmed Daine's worst fears. Suddenly losing all her courage, she didn't know what to say. She became aware that she forgot to put shoes on and began to hop from foot to foot on the cold stone floor. Clad only in her black silk nightgown, becoming very cold, and having the most powerful mage staring in dislike at her, Daine began to feel very small and wanted to run away.
Annoying at having to wait for what she had to say, Numair said, "You wanted to see me?"
Daine started to tremble. She quickly came to her senses. Why am I acting afraid of him? I'm the one who can turn him to goo with just one kiss. I have control of this situation. I'm not going to stand here and act like a little girl anymore, Daine thought.
"Yes I did," Daine said, surprising Numair with her sudden recovery.
"I came to apologize. I'm sorry for yelling at you today. It was uncalled for and I feel bad that I did it. I should be thanking you for saving my life. I don't know my magical limits and when I do, I ignore them because I don't want to face the fact that I don't have an endless supply of magic.
You realized that I had reached my limits and that if I didn't stop, I would seriously hurt myself. You took action and got me out of that predicament. And instead of thanking you, I got angry because I knew all along that I was tired and shouldn't have tried to heal the horse, but I didn't want to accept that fact.
I guess I wanted to be more like you and have more power. Anyways, I just wanted to apologize and thank you for this afternoon," Daine explained. ]
She quickly turned around and started to leave, when she heard Numair say, "For someone that has only four years of academic and magical training, you have a profound ability excelled by none. I have been study magic for almost the entire amount of my existence. You amaze me as every day you grow more powerful."
Daine turned around. "Really?"
"Yes," Numair said opening the door all the way and holding his hand out to her.
Daine walked to Numair. He picked her up and held her in a tight hug. Daine felt so much better.
"Gods, Daine. You're freezing cold!"
Numair walked out of the doorway and into his living area, as he shut the door with his foot. He quickly carried her over to the couch and laid her down. He went into his room and brought a thick, warm blanket. He covered Daine and tucked her in so tight hat she couldn't move. He walked over the fireplace and started a fire. The room was soon warm and cozy.
Daine giggled. Numair was so happy to see her smile again. He reached over and kissed her. He stood up and walked to his study, carrying a book that he was reading before he was interrupted by Daine.
He lifted her legs up and sat on the couch, placing her legs back down on his lap. He opened the book and started to read as Daine fell asleep.
The next morning Daine woke up to find herself, not in her room, but in Numair's suite. She was still on the couch, tucked in tight. She lifted her head up and saw Numair at the opposite end, still sleeping.
Daine managed to get herself out of the blanket and was quietly walking across the room, as to not wake Numair up, when he did wake up. He quietly came up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Trying to sneak away, are we now?"
Daine became startled and replied, "I have to get back to my rooms before anyone notices that I'm gone."
"Oh," Numair said, pretending to be suddenly enlightened. "One kiss, before you depart, my sweetheart," he added melodramatically.
Daine turned her head and gave him a quick, but passionate kiss. "I will see you at breakfast. Don't act as though we're never going to see each other."
She slipped out of the door and went back to her rooms, careful to avoid the halls with high traffic in the morning. She climbed into her bed, only to be greeted by Vinnie climbing all over her.
*Where were you* the cat asked accusingly.
*In paradise, Vinnie. In paradise* she replied.
*Humans and their delusions* Vinnie said.
Daine lightly pushed the offending cat off her bed and went back to sleep.
(A/N) I'm listening to Saves the Day and that always makes me happier. So I decided to add a minute amount of fluff. Now, review!!
