(A/N) Wow, it's been a long time since I've updated this thing. But I
haven't forgotten it. So here I am, being a loser on Spring Break,
updating. Enjoy!!
Daine walked back into the study for the fifth time, hoping for something new to develop, but it didn't; and that made her cross. She walked up to behind Numair's chair and looked over it. He was still sitting there, looking at a crystal, concentrating very hard. "I'm sorry, Magelet. I haven't found anything new," Numair said. "But Nightrider said that there was something wrong," Daine replied confused. Numair pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort the distressed girl. "I believe you, but I'm not finding anything." Daine sighed in frustration. Numair racked his brain for a solution to soothe her fears. "Would it make you feel better if we went down to Pirate's Swoop and made sure that everything is alright?" Daine turned to face Numair. "I'd like that very much." "Well then why are you still sitting here? You have some packing to do." Daine stood smiling, helping Numair get up as well. "I'm going," she said.
Daine walked out of her room, her saddle bag slung over her shoulder. She walked to Numair's room and leaned against the open doorway. His clothes were strewn all over his room and his saddle bag lay in the middle of his bed, limp and empty.
"Having a hard time packing?" Daine asked.
"Well, as is evident, I, ah, am having difficulty packing," Numair replied.
"I can see that. Well, I'll go to the stables and get Cloud and Spots ready."
"Thank you very much sweetling," Numair said looking around, trying to find something.
Daine shook her head and left to the stables. When she got there she set down her pack. She got the horses ready and conveniently, when she was finished with the task, Numair finally showed up ready to go in full riding glory.
"You forgot this," Numair said handing Daine her longbow and quiver.
"Do you really think I'll need it?" she asked, suddenly fearful of how grave the situation might be at her friend's residence.
"Maybe, but I'd rather you have it than not. Think of the rescuing I'd have to do if you were caught without anything to protect yourself," Numair said teasing her.
Daine half-glared at him although he didn't notice, shook her head, and mounted Cloud. She waited patiently while Numair took time to mount Spots. Eventually he managed to get on top of the horse and they left.
The journey was quiet and peaceful; Daine was too worried to say anything. They reached Pirate's Swoop by midday. Numair called up to the tower guard and they brought George out. George grinned and signaled for the gates to be opened. Numair turned to Daine and smiled, trying to reassure her that everything was alright.
When the gates opened, Daine led the way to the stables. George was already there waiting for them. Daine and Numair dismounted and George took the reins and handed them to an hostler, so that he could talk to them right away.
"And to what to we owe this great pleasure of your company?" George asked.
"We just wanted to see how you and your family were fairing, and just to rusticate with you as well," Numair said.
"Well you certainly are welcome to stay as much as you want," George replied. "But you lass, you aren't saying very much now, are you?"
Daine smiled and said, "I'm just really happy to see you."
George led them inside the manor and he let them put their things in their rooms. They met him in the main hall.
"Where is Alanna?" Numair asked.
"She took the kids down to the beach to spend some quality mother- children time with them."
They walked up one of the towers to one of the observation decks. Daine walked to the end opposite Numair and George and looked at the ocean. It never ceased to captivate her, having grown up inland for her entire life. She called to some of the marine life below, while her companions talked.
Numair kept his voice to a whisper so Daine wouldn't hear their conversation.
"Have there been anything unusual occurrences here lately?" Numair asked.
"No. Why do you ask?" George replied.
"Daine said that a bird told her that some was wrong here."
At the moment Alanna appeared, smiling. "They said that I would find my husband here and two visitors."
Daine turned around, grinning widely. "Come here you," Alanna said. Daine walked over and Alanna gave her a hug. Numair came over and gave Alanna a kiss on the cheek. She winked to Daine, as if she knew something that they didn't.
A runner came up the stairs and handed Alanna a message. Alanna opened the paper and read hurriedly, her eyes opening wide.
"Who is it from?" George asked.
"Jon," Alanna whispered. Reading from the message, her words carried ghostly across the deck: "Expect a fleet of war ships from the Copper Isles in two days."
(A/N) Yeah. Sorry it took so long. I just wasn't in the mood for writing. And this is a really short chapter, but it's kinda a lead in for what happens next. Perri, sorry I flaked but some guy was harassing me yesterday, so I had to deal with that. But now I updated. Yay!! But hopefully I will update again soon. Now, review!!
Daine walked back into the study for the fifth time, hoping for something new to develop, but it didn't; and that made her cross. She walked up to behind Numair's chair and looked over it. He was still sitting there, looking at a crystal, concentrating very hard. "I'm sorry, Magelet. I haven't found anything new," Numair said. "But Nightrider said that there was something wrong," Daine replied confused. Numair pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort the distressed girl. "I believe you, but I'm not finding anything." Daine sighed in frustration. Numair racked his brain for a solution to soothe her fears. "Would it make you feel better if we went down to Pirate's Swoop and made sure that everything is alright?" Daine turned to face Numair. "I'd like that very much." "Well then why are you still sitting here? You have some packing to do." Daine stood smiling, helping Numair get up as well. "I'm going," she said.
Daine walked out of her room, her saddle bag slung over her shoulder. She walked to Numair's room and leaned against the open doorway. His clothes were strewn all over his room and his saddle bag lay in the middle of his bed, limp and empty.
"Having a hard time packing?" Daine asked.
"Well, as is evident, I, ah, am having difficulty packing," Numair replied.
"I can see that. Well, I'll go to the stables and get Cloud and Spots ready."
"Thank you very much sweetling," Numair said looking around, trying to find something.
Daine shook her head and left to the stables. When she got there she set down her pack. She got the horses ready and conveniently, when she was finished with the task, Numair finally showed up ready to go in full riding glory.
"You forgot this," Numair said handing Daine her longbow and quiver.
"Do you really think I'll need it?" she asked, suddenly fearful of how grave the situation might be at her friend's residence.
"Maybe, but I'd rather you have it than not. Think of the rescuing I'd have to do if you were caught without anything to protect yourself," Numair said teasing her.
Daine half-glared at him although he didn't notice, shook her head, and mounted Cloud. She waited patiently while Numair took time to mount Spots. Eventually he managed to get on top of the horse and they left.
The journey was quiet and peaceful; Daine was too worried to say anything. They reached Pirate's Swoop by midday. Numair called up to the tower guard and they brought George out. George grinned and signaled for the gates to be opened. Numair turned to Daine and smiled, trying to reassure her that everything was alright.
When the gates opened, Daine led the way to the stables. George was already there waiting for them. Daine and Numair dismounted and George took the reins and handed them to an hostler, so that he could talk to them right away.
"And to what to we owe this great pleasure of your company?" George asked.
"We just wanted to see how you and your family were fairing, and just to rusticate with you as well," Numair said.
"Well you certainly are welcome to stay as much as you want," George replied. "But you lass, you aren't saying very much now, are you?"
Daine smiled and said, "I'm just really happy to see you."
George led them inside the manor and he let them put their things in their rooms. They met him in the main hall.
"Where is Alanna?" Numair asked.
"She took the kids down to the beach to spend some quality mother- children time with them."
They walked up one of the towers to one of the observation decks. Daine walked to the end opposite Numair and George and looked at the ocean. It never ceased to captivate her, having grown up inland for her entire life. She called to some of the marine life below, while her companions talked.
Numair kept his voice to a whisper so Daine wouldn't hear their conversation.
"Have there been anything unusual occurrences here lately?" Numair asked.
"No. Why do you ask?" George replied.
"Daine said that a bird told her that some was wrong here."
At the moment Alanna appeared, smiling. "They said that I would find my husband here and two visitors."
Daine turned around, grinning widely. "Come here you," Alanna said. Daine walked over and Alanna gave her a hug. Numair came over and gave Alanna a kiss on the cheek. She winked to Daine, as if she knew something that they didn't.
A runner came up the stairs and handed Alanna a message. Alanna opened the paper and read hurriedly, her eyes opening wide.
"Who is it from?" George asked.
"Jon," Alanna whispered. Reading from the message, her words carried ghostly across the deck: "Expect a fleet of war ships from the Copper Isles in two days."
(A/N) Yeah. Sorry it took so long. I just wasn't in the mood for writing. And this is a really short chapter, but it's kinda a lead in for what happens next. Perri, sorry I flaked but some guy was harassing me yesterday, so I had to deal with that. But now I updated. Yay!! But hopefully I will update again soon. Now, review!!
