In the Flames I Shall Go
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a.n: Before reading you most READ THIS - Only slaves and servants go on two knees and forehead touch the ground before the Emperor, commoners go on one or two knees (depending how important they are) and nobles bow very low when presented to him. Daine, on the other hand, doesn't have any protocol directed at Kaddar. THIS CHAPTER IS LONG! (Longer then the last, by far! *raises arms in triumph*)
Chapter 4
Daine, as normal, rose early to watch Carthak wake around her. From her balcony, she could see courtiers rise to watch the light pattern of sunrise the clouds made. She could hear couples wake each other for a next day's accumulation. (a.n: I have know idea what I wrote in this paragraph)
At this moment a rather peculiar thought entered Daine's head. I wonder where Kaddar's rooms are. I haven't even had a palace tour. I'll have to ask Kaddar about that later.
Today she had the choice to change into anything she wanted. Daine selected a short-sleeved, light blue dress that was stitched up above the knees. Gold thread decorated the hem and a pair of navy leggings and tight long- sleeved top covered her legs and arms. Two satin ribbons served Daine as a belt and headband. (a.n: I got this outfit from when Daine first met Onua.)
Daine also chose to wear her archers' wrist- and arm-guard. Before she had left Tortall, Daine commissioned a skilled tailor to make her guards fit just right. It was made from expensive imported leather and like most of her things, had a pattern of gold stitching as decoration. Daine knew she would be visiting the Carthak training yards, so she had brought her recently made quiver full of newly fletched arrows and her unique recurved bow.
Quickly eating breakfast, Daine jogged leisurely towards the guests courtyard where as she waited for the Emperor of Carthak. While waiting for Kaddar, Daine conversed with some of the robins that inhabited in the nearby tree.
'Did I surprise you?' it was spoken not a breathe away from her ear. Daine jumped in shock.
'Do you have to do that?' Daine snapped. The intruder couldn't help but laugh.
'Not funny!' Daine all but seethed. She took a good look at Kaddar. With the attire he was wearing, Daine could see how fit and strong the sole ruler of Carthak was. Kaddar wore green breeches and a loose, plain white shirt. His masculine chest could be seen over the open-collared shirt. His knee-high boots were black and polished.
After awhile, Daine realized she was staring; fortunately she wasn't the only one acting discourteous. Carthaks' sovereign was also gazing at her. Clearing her throat to get his attention, Daine was amused to see she had startled Kaddar out of his trance.
With a tinge of pink on his cheeks, Kaddar apologized - failing to hide his embarrassment.
'Don't be discomfited, my lord! It's normal for all males my age to gawp at young women such as myself!' Daine couldn't stop laughing at his expression. It was priceless. Not many rulers would ever wear the same expression as Kaddar did now. It was lucky indeed that no one but themselves were present.
'Thanks for being the Emperor of Carthak's supporter!' Kaddar's face went, possibly on his tanned skin, a darker shade of pink.
'I thought you told me to think you as a friend and constant companion! Well, I paid attention, and I'm being that friend.' Daine was still amused at Ozourne's nephew. 'Your expression.it was priceless!' Daine burst into a fresh batch of giggles.
'Can we get going now? I feel like I've had enough fun for today, yet we haven't even started.hurry up, Daine!' He started walking away, in the direction of the training yards, from the young women who was still on the ground laughing as hard as possible.
Daine managed to get control of herself. 'Hey, Kaddar! Wait up! A little laugh wasn't that harmful.'
'A little?' Kaddar muttered. 'That is the biggest understatement I have heard since my uncle told me that he was invading Tortall for the good of the state!'
Daine managed to catch up to him. She lifted her hand to his shoulder and made him spin around to face those trusting eyes of hers. 'Kaddar, will you forgive me? The next few weeks will be grim indeed if we don't forgive and forget.'
'Fine! You're forgiven, but never, ever going to be forgotten!' Kaddar grinned maliciously.
Daine raised her arms in mock surrender. She decided she would change the topic. 'Have the palace training grounds changed from the last time I saw them?'
'No, not exactly. Since I decided on spending more money on helping commoners that were affected by the famine, one-eighth of our army disbanded. Last time you saw thousands of Carthaks' soldiers, today might be different. Most of those who left were from the Army of the North, and that's the army closest to us. The friends I introduced to you before, they won't be nearly as informal. It's a shame. I lost some good friends for becoming emperor.'
His last words afflicted Daine. She never thought about the negatives of becoming an emperor. It never occurred to her that Kaddar would lose friends to envy and jealousy. Then again, when Daine thought hard in the matter she realized that Numair had lost his best friend to Carthaks' politics.
'Kaddar?' Daine whispered softly.
'Hmm.' Kaddar seemed to be deep in his own thoughts.
'You won't ever walk away from our friendship, will you? Daine trembled as she said this. She knew it sounded childish, but the answer really did matter.
'Daine!' Kaddar seemed appealed even at the thought. 'Of course I won't. I'm not the man my uncle was. I value amity wherever I can find it. You're one of my greatest friends. In fact, you are the only one that has given me positive news and company in weeks, and without you I don't know how I could cope.' Kaddar stopped in his tracks and gently grabbed Daine by the shoulders. 'Listen, Daine. I would never, EVER betray you. It was you who gave me the courage to take the title as Emperor. It was you who forced Ozourne to abdicate. Never, ever question our relationship!'
'Thank you, Kaddar - for being so special to me. I don't deserve all of this attention and I'm.I'm really grateful.' Daine gave Kaddar a warm, friendly hug. She breathed in his scent (a.n: or was it perfume?) and rested her head on Kaddar's muscly shoulder (a.n: I thought Kaddar was six foot or somefink). Kaddar simply rested his arms on Daine's waist and pulled her towards him tightly.
'Come on, let's get going. I would like to practice my combat skills. And you have to promise to try the sword. I'll take you to the blacksmith first, so you can select a short sword that suits you.' Kaddar tenderly pushed away and pointed in the blacksmiths direction.
'Do you have a sword of your own? I'm betting it'll be so heavy with all the gems encrusted on it!' Daine chuckled.
'Are you mocking me!?' Kaddar asked with false angry. 'And for your information I do have a sword. Instead of all the jewellery that I supposing have in it, it has a large crystal on the top with magic inside it.'
'Here we are. The blacksmiths name is Master Hereford (a.n: *twiddles thumbs innocently* I didn't steal that from England's province). He is one of the most skilled smiths in Carthak, and we're lucky he have him stay here. You see, uncle blackmailed him into working for him. I found out about it and offered him a worthy settlement. He refused, probably knowing that I had more potential then Ozourne' - at this point Kaddar grinned sheepishly - 'and he stayed for a reasonable sum of money.'
'That's good of you, Kaddar. You need to gain your subjects trust, and you're on the way there.' Daine appraised Kaddar.
They stepped inside into a very warm atmosphere. Steel tools and large fire places could be seen everywhere. An anvil held an exquisitely made shield with miniature inscriptiones crafted on it. Gold plate shined on the border and middle of it. Leather implanted on it made it stronger. In conclusion, the blacksmith was huge.
(a.n: before I begin this next dialogue, I've gotten carried away again - *bows head in shame and disappointment* - I've already typed 1,500 words and haven't even gotten to the plot in this chapter! My new limit is 3,000.)
'This is wonderful! I've never seen anything like it.' Kaddar smiled at this comment - he liked praises from Daine, mainly because they were genuine.
'Master Hereford!' The emperor assumed his imperial status. It was wise to hurry to tend to the Emperor's will. They had learned well from Emperor Ozourne.
A dark, hard looking man walked from around the corner, saw Kaddar and dropped to one knee. He muttered 'Imperial Majesty'.
'You have heard of the Tortall delegation residing here?' Kaddar enquired pleasantly.
Master Hereford rose from his knee and nodded.
'This is Tortall's, Baroness Veralidaine of Onau. She is here to look for a short sword.' As Kaddar announced Daine, Hereford's eyes widened in disbelief as the last sentence was said. Even though Tortall's Lioness was a King's Champion, the Carthak's had not adopted such 'folly'.
'Your Imperial Majesty, I have a great selection of well crafted swords which would suit My Lady.' Hereford's eyes were downcast. 'This way, My Liege.' At this, the blacksmith bowed and started walking through several stone corridors till he stopped at a particular door. (a.n: sorry about that sentence, it sounds dodgy cause I'm half asleep *yawn*) Daine and Kaddar followed him at a sedate pace.
Master Hereford bowed, once again, and entered the room. As Daine entered, scores of swords came into view, some were lying carefully on anvils, others hung on the worn, stone wall or on the black, iron rack.
'Great Goddess. There are.so many.' Daine was absolutely stunned. 'How can one choose one out of so many?' At this comment Kaddar turned to her and smiled.
'I have no idea. I had the privilege of having mine commissioned. I would have had a sword made especially for you; unfortunately there wouldn't be enough time. I'm sure one of these will be sufficient.' Kaddar walked up to one of the working benches and picked up a gold-plated sword with small inscriptions on it. 'Here - try this.'
'Mmm.' Daine muttered as she tested the weight and length. 'I'd prefer one with a wide berth. The handle doesn't fit my hand.' Daine set the sword down and picked up another one with vines engraved up the blade. 'Right length.bit too heavy.very slippery, can't grip right.' The young mage set that one down and tested another five or more swords.
After about half an hour Daine conferred to Kaddar. 'None of them fit my stats. Maybe I should look for one that appeals to me.' Kaddar had handed Daine three swords to try - none of them Daine accepted. (a.n: *yawn*)
Kaddar sighed. 'We just have to look properly.'
Daine walked over to a particularly unique sword hung on the wall. It had small dragons engraved on the handle and flames going down the blade. The dragons were covered in gold leaf. The end of the handle was a golf ball sized crystal. Daine reached over and gently run her hand over the gold dragons. 'I think I found me sword.' Daine muttered to herself.
'Kaddar!' Daine called to get his attention. 'Can I try this one?'
'Go ahead, Daine.' He waved his hand towards Master Hereford. Hereford unhooked it for her.
Daine hefted the dragon-sword in her right-hand. It was perfect! (a.n: so stereotypical *sigh + yawn*) The length, weight, berth.everything! (a.n: reminds me of Maths *sigh*)
'I found it! I found my sword!' Daine was so excited. If she were a child, Daine would jump up and down as though she just got a life-time supply of candy.
'That sure is one of the finest made swords I have ever seen.' Kaddar turned to Master Hereford. 'Its name, please?
'My Lady, its name is DragonStar.'
Daine looked at the sword in awe. The name sounded so powerful, so dignified (a.n: so Sara Douglass like.), so dominant.
'Lady Daine has chosen her sword. I will reimburse the amount of what it is worth. A clerk shall visit later with the chosen amount.' Kaddar used this statement as way formal way to ask the fee.
'The price, Your Majesty, for this smith work is thirty gold (a.n: is it silver or gold?) nobles - A most reasonable price.'
Daine leaned forward to whisper in Kaddar's ear. 'Thirty nobles! Are you mad!? The most I have spent on something is four nobles! Please, Kaddar.I really think that cost is-'
'- is quite cheap.' Kaddar grinned sarcastically at Daine. 'Do I have to remind you that this is a gift from me? Also, you always seem to forget that you've just received a deed for the barony of Olau - one of the richest provinces of Tortall! You have all the money you can spend.' Kaddar turned away from Daine to converse with Master Hereford.
Daine caught fragments of their conversation - 'thirsty nobles it is.must oil it once every two days.should be right for the Lady.needs lesson.ask the Master of Swords.she is gifted in archery.could be just as good in the sword -'
Kaddar noticed Daine was standing there waiting for Hereford and him to finish there conversation. 'Thank you for your services, Master Hereford. It is lucky indeed we have your valuable skills within the palace.' With that Kaddar offered Daine his hand and exited the blacksmith. (a.n: yes, Daine did bring the sword with her. *yawns* If you've noticed, my writing is becoming sloppy)
'Oh Kaddar, thank you, thank you!' Daine's eyes filled with tears. She still couldn't believe all that had happened in the past week. The two days she could never forget was the day she accept her barony and today - Kaddar, Emperor of Carthak, had given his unconditional friendship and gifted her an exquisitely made sword.
'I hoped you'd like it.' Daine looked up in a pair of eyes set with such gentleness and compassion she had never seen before - not even such tenderness in Numair. (a.n: I'm going to sleep now - it's like 2 a.m. in the morning *yawns for the last time* good night, whoever bothers to read this) 'Don't keep worrying about the cost, Daine! Would you think an emperor ever be short of money?'
Suddenly hitting realization, Daine blushed. 'I thought you said I should ignore the fact that you were an emperor.' Daine muttered under her breathe.
Kaddar unfortunately caught her soft rebuke. 'I'm sorry, Daine. It's just that sometimes you think everything's so complicated, even when there is a simple solution. Look-' At this point, Kaddar pointed towards a group of buildings '-they're the palace barracks. Only body guards, palace soldiers, pages and squires may stay there. That's where we're heading. They've got the best practice yards that is walking distance for us.'
'I'll race you!' Daine skidded ahead. Her dress hardly slowed her.
Kaddar grinned and waited a couple of seconds to give Daine a reasonable head start before beginning the race himself. Fit for a woman Daine was, but Kaddar was tipping on his prime age - he had muscles and his body condition was healthy.
Daine, running as fast as her body would let her, turned her head in time to see Kaddar sprint right past her. Kaddar was grinning widely at his triumph. When Daine caught up with him he said -'I thought you fit, Lady Daine! You should be able to beat someone as lazy as me. I mean, I have to sit indoors all day sighing treaties and eating food!' The emperor and his female companion were laughing so hard they couldn't say anything.
They walked, together, up to the barrack gates. The soldiers guarding it lowered their heads, knelt on one knee and shouted in unison 'Your Imperial Majesty!' Kaddar nodded gravely and entered with Daine.
'I told you I attracted attention wherever I go!' Kaddar nodded to a few passing knights who knelt like the guards at the gate. 'It's a shame though, because I think you should have the awareness.' Kaddar nodded to a couple of well behaved squires and pages. 'Quite frankly, I do get rather sick of obeying protocol and rules. For instance, nodding too much gets me rather dizzy.' He trailed off, smiling.
'I'll have to get used to it to. After all, I was born a bastard, yet now I'm in the company of a fine young emperor who claims I'm his friend, and I'm treated like a lady. Don't say it, Kaddar!' Daine was ready for his lecturing on how she is officially a courtier now. 'I know, I know.I am a noble now.'
'It takes time to a just - I had to a just to becoming an emperor! I'll promise to stop reminding you of being a noble and all.' Kaddar offered his hand to Daine so they could shake on the pledge.
'You give me a pendant with my name engraved on the front if you break your promise!' Daine took Kaddar's hand and shook it enthusiastically and vigorously.
'Done! Come on, I'd like to introduce you to Joshua Leicester, the Swords Master. (a.n: *twiddles thumbs innocently* I didn't steal that from England's province, again!)
'Your Imperial Majesty!' A large, tanned man hurried out from a neighbouring building. He vaguely reminded Daine of Sarge. He bowed low. He must be of noble birth Daine thought.
'Ah, Master Leicester, I have here a female companion who has some interest in swords craft. Her title is Baroness Veralidaine of Onau. Would you know where my former companions are?' Kaddar referred to the boys Daine meet on her earlier visit.
'They are practising archery, my liege. They will welcome your company. Would you like me to guide My Lady to the practice yards for sword combat, your Majesty?' Master Leicester asked politely.
'I wonder what happens if they don't welcome our company?' Daine whispered sarcastically in Kaddar's ear.
Kaddar snorted. 'Thank you, Master Leicester. The Lady Daine and myself will visit the archery fields before taking up your offer.'
As Daine walked up to the archery yards, about sixteen adolescences their age came into view. 'Will they treat me the same way they did before, or will they not be as friendly?'
'I'm not sure. The majority of the court is really thankful you got rid of Ozorne. And.with me present I doubt they'll be forthcoming. It's a shame, really.'
'I'm sorry everything changed just because of me.' Daine looked troubled.
'Don't be. Every emperor will eventually experience the same situation. It's inevitable.
They reached the group of youths. All of them seemed surprised to see Kaddar and I here, Daine thought as they bowed.
'Imperial Majesty.' They mumbled together.
'Thank you for the friendly welcome.' Kaddar said lightly, so they wouldn't take offence. 'You've meet Daine of Tortall, have you not?'
Most of them nodded. Daine saw a couple of familiar faces. 'Hello, it's good to be back and visit the archery yards. I recall last time I came here I demonstrated the skill of a female Tortall soldier!' Daine kept a large about of humour in her voice.
'Oh yeah, I remember! You were the one that shot five arrows in the bullseye! I remember you!' A boy, about a year younger, seemed to want everyone to know that he knew Daine. He was quickly hushed.
'Don't bother, I'll challenge any of you to the long bow!' Daine broke the ice.
A number of voices could be heard -'I'll gladly!', 'Bet I could beat a woman!' and 'You couldn't even string a long bow!'
Daine grinned as the majority of young men responded enthusiastically to her offer. Even Kaddar smiled with humour. 'Why don't we go in pairs? That way everyone gets a fair chance.'
A tanned adolescence introduced himself as Kelran of Iresla. 'Would you mind if I partnered with you?'
Daine was grateful at his kindness. 'Not at all! You have fair arm for archery?'
'I'd call myself average. My strength lies with jousting. If you want someone skilled in the long sword look at Jordon of Southern Shire. (a.n: I didn't steal that from LOTR.) Also, William of Gloucester (a.n: I admit it - I'm stealing names from English earldoms) has a talent in the crossbow. As far as I know, you hold the title for best at archery for the long bow. Your male friend is also one of the best when it comes to sword on horse - he would make a great cavalry of the Carthak knighthood.'
Daine was intrigued by his knowledge. 'You're good in jousting? I've heard about it.isn't that where you're mounted on a horse with armour?'
Kelran nodded vigorously. 'Your horse also must wear armour, mainly to protect its flanks. The weapon wielded is called a lance. The lance is a long piece of wood, round and smooth. Traditionally the lance is blunted before the metal covering is placed in its point. I forgot to mention - the rider must wear all armour protecting all areas of the body. The arena, in which the jousting is held, is shaped in an oval. A fence is placed in the centre. The two competitors ride their horses parallel to the fence - one on each side. They point the lance at the other rider.' (a.n: you can tell I've been watching a Knights Tale)
'In a tournament, there are scoring rules - one point for hitting the opponent's body with a lance, two for impaling the lance on his head and three for knocking him off his horse. Knocking you opponents earns you his horse - quite rewarding, it is.'
After Kelran finished explaining jousting, Daine quickly looked for Kaddar. He seemed content with his partner. Daine was relieved to see, they were talking earnestly in a pleasant, companionable way.
'It's good to know Kaddar is happy here. The last few months haven't been nearly as comforting. Every time Kaddar came to visit, only a couple of boys would talk to Kaddar - all the rest were really distance.' Daine jumped at hearing Kelran say Kaddars' name with so much familiarity. 'Don't be surprised, Daine. Kaddar, Richard and I have always been on the best terms. I also studied with Kaddar at the University.'
'I was just wondering who your parents are.' Seeing Kelran's puzzled expression, Daine hastily added - 'just another random thought.'
'Hmm.my father is the more important one - he is Carthak's treasurer. My mum was heiress of the earldoms of Ulerose and Cornwell. She has the title of Duchess of Pembroke.'
(a.n: more English names! Just abit of background knowledge - Richard, Henry III's brother, was also Duke of Cornwell and their sister was Countess of Pembroke. They were around during the lifetime of Simon de Montford.)
Luckily, in Daine's case, he didn't ask who her parents were.
Everyone began to prepare for the archery competition, many of them where oiling there strings or sharpening their well-made fletched arrows. Kaddar and his partner disappeared to the archery workshop.
(a.n: sorry about all these notes but I just realised ive gone ova my new limit! I've so far written 4,000 words!!! I think I really do have a problem for writing above a word limit.)
Kelran ran his eyes over Daine's own equipment. 'I see you're familiar with archery. Is that a hand-made recurved bow? It looks so different.'
'I bought it recently at a Tortall workshop. It's quite well known. Have you heard of Master Jinx?'
'Master Jinx? Of course! He is a great craftsman. I didn't know he resided in Tortall, though.' Kelran seemed quite interested.
'I was looking through his workshop to find a replacement bow, because mine snapped. It caught my eye - see the unique curve in it? And the hand grooves? It's perfect for my arm structure, and weight is ideal.' Daine explained.
'Hmm.never seen anything like it. We better get ready. First round's nearly beginning.' Kelran quickly drew his own bow and strung it. 'You can go in the first group.' He quickly stepped back, giving Daine the required space to shoot.
Daine had no trouble at stringing her large bow. With ease she fitted it to one end of the bow and set it against her foot. Raising the free end of the string, she brought the other end of the bow down, hooking them together neatly. Daine them drew five arrows from her quiver and twisted them in the grassy area to her left. The female archer looked to her left and right, seeing about another eight archers doing the same. Daine noticed that Kaddar had chosen to go in the second group.
A man, no doubt the Archery Master, shouted the orders - 'load' and 'careful aim, and FIRE!'
The majority of the arrows fired were aimed well. Daine's arrows were (again) dead centre. There were many other arrows shot in the bullseye, but none as consistent as Daine's. (a.n: every group had its own archery board)
Daine, again, proved she was a great archer. The young men around her were in awe. Some were whispering among themselves - 'She keeps getting better and better.' and 'I wonder were she learnt to do that. Maybe I could learn from the same Master.'
Kaddar and Kelran grinned at her triumph. It was their turn now. They loaded their bows, and on command fired. It was amusing to see the nervous expressions some of the young soldiers wore. They were hoping to beat Daine, but, of course, they didn't want offend their emperor and beat him. Luckily, their determination to defeat Daine overcame their doubts.
Daine compared all the boards. It seemed Kaddar, Kelran and another had gotten three arrows on the bullseye and two just outside. While the others discussed the outcome of the bout, Daine ran up to Kaddar and Kelran who were talking earnestly. 'Congratulations, both of you! That was fantastic. Where did you learn to shoot like that? Then again, being the Emperor obviously means you have to be pretty good at everything. As for you Kelran, I reckon you're naturally talented when it comes to combat - from what I've heard.'
Both male companions chuckled at Daine's far-fetched predictions. 'Nope Daine, I'm sorry to inform you that you're completely wrong. Kaddar and I learnt from the Archery Master. He is one of the greatest tutors we could ever have. He has a whole load of drills and training techniques I would have never done with another.' Kelran informed her.
'His name is Master Padric. You've probably noticed he is considerably whiter then us. He comes from the North. Galla, I think. Ozorne (a.n: I spelt it right, Keita!!!) captured him in a raid. I persuaded uncle to release him. I made Padric show his skill in archery. Ozorne finally relented, forcing Padric to become his Archery Master. Again, like Master Hereford, I offered Master Padric as settlement and future. Like Master Hereford, he refused.' Kaddar grinned broadly.
'I heard from Kaddar you would like to try the short sword. I would doubt you could wield a two-handed long sword - it would be far too heavy. If you want to try your sword out, we'd better make for practice yards. You up to it, Daine? Kelran made a highly insulting bow and indicated that they should follow.
'And he thinks that I don't know my way around. I practically grew up here.' muttered Kaddar, who was walking beside Daine.
(a.n: jeez, I wish I could finish this chappie now.)
Daine laughed. 'You must be pretty close to Kelran. How did you get to know each other?'
Kaddar frowned, trying to retrieve the memory. 'Let me see.Kelran, Richard and I basically grew up in the same house. While growing in our childhood, I was not heir - Paolair, my elder brother was. I grew up knowing only my two companions and the peace that surrounded us. I was kept far, far away from politics - away from all the danger. We went to the university together. As you know, I have magic with plants and herbs. Richard was born with the ability to alter the growth in trees and plants. Kelran loves blacksmith. He uses his Gift to turn metal subtle. Even though we had such different Gifts, it did not alter our relationship. Richard is my closest advisor. It is impossible for Kelran to become an advisor till he inherits his fathers and mothers legacy. He would not be important enough, and other courtiers would develop ill feelings towards Kelran if he was endorsed as my advisor. He understands the situation well.'
They were still following Kelran to the yards. Daine was nearly a bare whisper. 'May I.can I ask about Paolair? I understand if you won't talk about him.' Daine added quickly.
'Me, mind? No, of course I wouldn't. If you asked that, it would easy to presume that you have never heard of our brotherly relationship.' Kaddar said the last words rather sardonically. 'Paolair is known as the "Serpent of the Sea". He was always vain and ambitious. Ozorne was right to punish him as he did.'
Daine looked up at him, startled. Kaddar smiled bitterly. 'We found out he schemed against the Emperor Ozorne and his immediate family, so that would leave him to the throne. I don't know what went wrong with him. He always treated me as though I was lesser and he was the superior. I have never held a place for him in my heart.'
'I'm sorry you had to go through such a trail, for one so young.' Daine said apologetically.
'Don't be, Daine. I'm sorry you had such a difficult childhood. You deserved better. Let us change the subject. So how is King Jon, my royal cousin?' Kaddar added sarcastically.
'Well enough. I still think he's mad! How could.could he give a barony? I will never, ever get over that!' Kaddar rolled his eyes at this.
'Easily.I think.' Kaddar muttered. They had arrived at the practice yards. Kelran disappeared to the weapon store room to fetch Kaddar and his own sword.
When Kelran did come back, he caught Kaddar instructing Daine the basic stances of sword play. They spent the whole afternoon on practicing. Daine was surprise to know that she was indeed a natural swordswoman. Her body flexibility allowed her to whirl and dodge Kaddar's skilled sword with amazing speed.
'You're a natural, Daine.' Kaddar panted.
Daine grinned, hefting DragonStar in her hand - the crystal shone in Kaddar's eye - momentarily blinding him. 'Have you been taught to enter crystals with your magic? It allows you to extend your control over its dominion. Would you like me to teach you?'
'Numair never taught me. I don't think he thought it was necessary.' Mentioning Numair's name brought Daine unwanted memories.
'Here, let me show you - put your hand over the crystal.' Kaddar stood behind her. Daine's back pressed against his hard (or soft?) muscular. His arm came across to guide her hand. 'Feel your power flow freely.' Kaddar whispered the words. The Mage of Wild Magic felt her copper fire. It was surrounding her, pleading to be let free.
'Maybe I shouldn't.it's not safe.' Daine felt the pleading of her magic, urging her to loosen her grip, and telling Daine that it would be so easy.
Kaddar murmured in her ear. 'Free your magic. Direct it towards the crystal. Don't let your magic lunge for freedom - remember, towards the crystal.'
Daine closed her eyes and entered her world of The People. Copper fire flamed in the direction of Daine. 'The crystal, the crystal is your refuge - it is the key to your freedom! Follow me.' Her power needed no more persuasion. Daine gathered her strength and gave entrance to her power.
Kaddar's voice snapped Daine back to reality. What she saw somewhat surprised her. DragonStar's crystal was filled with her delicate copper fire. The flames flicked side to side in a hypnotizing motion.
'You did it, Daine! It takes a Novice several weeks before mastering such skill! You are indeed brilliant! Try DragonStar out for yourself. This time, feel the movement. Daine, you need to believe that you control the sword. You need to break it - tame DragonStar.' Kaddar clapped his imperial hands to Daine's obvious success.
While Kaddar had taught Daine this new skill, Kelran had gone to find the Master of Swords (a.n: Joshua Leicester) and had missed the end result. 'I just missed him!' Kelran panted. He had yet seen Daine's sword. 'Apparently there was a riding accident with a group of squires.' He shook his head. 'His nephew was among those involved in it.'
'Is everything under control? Does it require my attention?' Kaddar immediately stepped back into his role as Emperor of Carthak.
'Calm down, old boy! Everything is fine. Master Leicester knew you were here and made sure everything was in perfect order. In fact, I think he was hoping you wouldn't find out about the calamity.' Kelran was firm in his reassurance. 'Is that.is that your sword, Daine? Amazing! You were able to do that in such short time! I, myself, would love to have such control over my Gift. You do know that my Gift is subject to blacksmith?' Kelran was delighted that Daine had managed to transfer her magic in the crystal.
'All thanks to Kaddar. I had no idea how to do. He was the one who showed me how. Hey! How come your own crystal doesn't have any of your Gift in it?' Daine's eyes turned to look at his sword.
'There is another technique to hide your magic within your crystal.' Kaddar closed his eyes and muttered a phrase. Instantaneously pale green fire revealed itself. 'I prefer not to let people know that I use magic to extend my skills in the sword.' Kaddar shrugged.
'Why don't we head back to the palace? It's getting late and I would like to go visit Richard. Thanks to my buddy here' - Kelran slapped Kaddar on the back -'I never see Richard anymore. He's always engrossed in his paper work.'
*** (a.n: this paragraph is just to end the chapter)
'Thank you, Kaddar, for the wonderful day. I will never, ever forget today.' Daine gave Kaddar an embrace - similar to the one she gave him earlier. Daine felt so right in Kaddar's arms. Her warmth was so comfortable; it felt so right for Kaddar to hold Daine in his arms. She felt like simply closing her eyes and let everything float by.
*** Jeez, this chapter was tiring. On Microsoft Word this chappie was more then 20 pages. It was pretty hard to finish this chapter as school has started and I have a problem with actually using my laptop - It's at school for five days a week! I only have two days a week to complete each chapter!!! Sorry if the next chapter takes a two weeks or more. *sigh* it's not my fault - it's the schools! *mutters under breathe on how school holds no compassion for its students*
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a.n: Before reading you most READ THIS - Only slaves and servants go on two knees and forehead touch the ground before the Emperor, commoners go on one or two knees (depending how important they are) and nobles bow very low when presented to him. Daine, on the other hand, doesn't have any protocol directed at Kaddar. THIS CHAPTER IS LONG! (Longer then the last, by far! *raises arms in triumph*)
Chapter 4
Daine, as normal, rose early to watch Carthak wake around her. From her balcony, she could see courtiers rise to watch the light pattern of sunrise the clouds made. She could hear couples wake each other for a next day's accumulation. (a.n: I have know idea what I wrote in this paragraph)
At this moment a rather peculiar thought entered Daine's head. I wonder where Kaddar's rooms are. I haven't even had a palace tour. I'll have to ask Kaddar about that later.
Today she had the choice to change into anything she wanted. Daine selected a short-sleeved, light blue dress that was stitched up above the knees. Gold thread decorated the hem and a pair of navy leggings and tight long- sleeved top covered her legs and arms. Two satin ribbons served Daine as a belt and headband. (a.n: I got this outfit from when Daine first met Onua.)
Daine also chose to wear her archers' wrist- and arm-guard. Before she had left Tortall, Daine commissioned a skilled tailor to make her guards fit just right. It was made from expensive imported leather and like most of her things, had a pattern of gold stitching as decoration. Daine knew she would be visiting the Carthak training yards, so she had brought her recently made quiver full of newly fletched arrows and her unique recurved bow.
Quickly eating breakfast, Daine jogged leisurely towards the guests courtyard where as she waited for the Emperor of Carthak. While waiting for Kaddar, Daine conversed with some of the robins that inhabited in the nearby tree.
'Did I surprise you?' it was spoken not a breathe away from her ear. Daine jumped in shock.
'Do you have to do that?' Daine snapped. The intruder couldn't help but laugh.
'Not funny!' Daine all but seethed. She took a good look at Kaddar. With the attire he was wearing, Daine could see how fit and strong the sole ruler of Carthak was. Kaddar wore green breeches and a loose, plain white shirt. His masculine chest could be seen over the open-collared shirt. His knee-high boots were black and polished.
After awhile, Daine realized she was staring; fortunately she wasn't the only one acting discourteous. Carthaks' sovereign was also gazing at her. Clearing her throat to get his attention, Daine was amused to see she had startled Kaddar out of his trance.
With a tinge of pink on his cheeks, Kaddar apologized - failing to hide his embarrassment.
'Don't be discomfited, my lord! It's normal for all males my age to gawp at young women such as myself!' Daine couldn't stop laughing at his expression. It was priceless. Not many rulers would ever wear the same expression as Kaddar did now. It was lucky indeed that no one but themselves were present.
'Thanks for being the Emperor of Carthak's supporter!' Kaddar's face went, possibly on his tanned skin, a darker shade of pink.
'I thought you told me to think you as a friend and constant companion! Well, I paid attention, and I'm being that friend.' Daine was still amused at Ozourne's nephew. 'Your expression.it was priceless!' Daine burst into a fresh batch of giggles.
'Can we get going now? I feel like I've had enough fun for today, yet we haven't even started.hurry up, Daine!' He started walking away, in the direction of the training yards, from the young women who was still on the ground laughing as hard as possible.
Daine managed to get control of herself. 'Hey, Kaddar! Wait up! A little laugh wasn't that harmful.'
'A little?' Kaddar muttered. 'That is the biggest understatement I have heard since my uncle told me that he was invading Tortall for the good of the state!'
Daine managed to catch up to him. She lifted her hand to his shoulder and made him spin around to face those trusting eyes of hers. 'Kaddar, will you forgive me? The next few weeks will be grim indeed if we don't forgive and forget.'
'Fine! You're forgiven, but never, ever going to be forgotten!' Kaddar grinned maliciously.
Daine raised her arms in mock surrender. She decided she would change the topic. 'Have the palace training grounds changed from the last time I saw them?'
'No, not exactly. Since I decided on spending more money on helping commoners that were affected by the famine, one-eighth of our army disbanded. Last time you saw thousands of Carthaks' soldiers, today might be different. Most of those who left were from the Army of the North, and that's the army closest to us. The friends I introduced to you before, they won't be nearly as informal. It's a shame. I lost some good friends for becoming emperor.'
His last words afflicted Daine. She never thought about the negatives of becoming an emperor. It never occurred to her that Kaddar would lose friends to envy and jealousy. Then again, when Daine thought hard in the matter she realized that Numair had lost his best friend to Carthaks' politics.
'Kaddar?' Daine whispered softly.
'Hmm.' Kaddar seemed to be deep in his own thoughts.
'You won't ever walk away from our friendship, will you? Daine trembled as she said this. She knew it sounded childish, but the answer really did matter.
'Daine!' Kaddar seemed appealed even at the thought. 'Of course I won't. I'm not the man my uncle was. I value amity wherever I can find it. You're one of my greatest friends. In fact, you are the only one that has given me positive news and company in weeks, and without you I don't know how I could cope.' Kaddar stopped in his tracks and gently grabbed Daine by the shoulders. 'Listen, Daine. I would never, EVER betray you. It was you who gave me the courage to take the title as Emperor. It was you who forced Ozourne to abdicate. Never, ever question our relationship!'
'Thank you, Kaddar - for being so special to me. I don't deserve all of this attention and I'm.I'm really grateful.' Daine gave Kaddar a warm, friendly hug. She breathed in his scent (a.n: or was it perfume?) and rested her head on Kaddar's muscly shoulder (a.n: I thought Kaddar was six foot or somefink). Kaddar simply rested his arms on Daine's waist and pulled her towards him tightly.
'Come on, let's get going. I would like to practice my combat skills. And you have to promise to try the sword. I'll take you to the blacksmith first, so you can select a short sword that suits you.' Kaddar tenderly pushed away and pointed in the blacksmiths direction.
'Do you have a sword of your own? I'm betting it'll be so heavy with all the gems encrusted on it!' Daine chuckled.
'Are you mocking me!?' Kaddar asked with false angry. 'And for your information I do have a sword. Instead of all the jewellery that I supposing have in it, it has a large crystal on the top with magic inside it.'
'Here we are. The blacksmiths name is Master Hereford (a.n: *twiddles thumbs innocently* I didn't steal that from England's province). He is one of the most skilled smiths in Carthak, and we're lucky he have him stay here. You see, uncle blackmailed him into working for him. I found out about it and offered him a worthy settlement. He refused, probably knowing that I had more potential then Ozourne' - at this point Kaddar grinned sheepishly - 'and he stayed for a reasonable sum of money.'
'That's good of you, Kaddar. You need to gain your subjects trust, and you're on the way there.' Daine appraised Kaddar.
They stepped inside into a very warm atmosphere. Steel tools and large fire places could be seen everywhere. An anvil held an exquisitely made shield with miniature inscriptiones crafted on it. Gold plate shined on the border and middle of it. Leather implanted on it made it stronger. In conclusion, the blacksmith was huge.
(a.n: before I begin this next dialogue, I've gotten carried away again - *bows head in shame and disappointment* - I've already typed 1,500 words and haven't even gotten to the plot in this chapter! My new limit is 3,000.)
'This is wonderful! I've never seen anything like it.' Kaddar smiled at this comment - he liked praises from Daine, mainly because they were genuine.
'Master Hereford!' The emperor assumed his imperial status. It was wise to hurry to tend to the Emperor's will. They had learned well from Emperor Ozourne.
A dark, hard looking man walked from around the corner, saw Kaddar and dropped to one knee. He muttered 'Imperial Majesty'.
'You have heard of the Tortall delegation residing here?' Kaddar enquired pleasantly.
Master Hereford rose from his knee and nodded.
'This is Tortall's, Baroness Veralidaine of Onau. She is here to look for a short sword.' As Kaddar announced Daine, Hereford's eyes widened in disbelief as the last sentence was said. Even though Tortall's Lioness was a King's Champion, the Carthak's had not adopted such 'folly'.
'Your Imperial Majesty, I have a great selection of well crafted swords which would suit My Lady.' Hereford's eyes were downcast. 'This way, My Liege.' At this, the blacksmith bowed and started walking through several stone corridors till he stopped at a particular door. (a.n: sorry about that sentence, it sounds dodgy cause I'm half asleep *yawn*) Daine and Kaddar followed him at a sedate pace.
Master Hereford bowed, once again, and entered the room. As Daine entered, scores of swords came into view, some were lying carefully on anvils, others hung on the worn, stone wall or on the black, iron rack.
'Great Goddess. There are.so many.' Daine was absolutely stunned. 'How can one choose one out of so many?' At this comment Kaddar turned to her and smiled.
'I have no idea. I had the privilege of having mine commissioned. I would have had a sword made especially for you; unfortunately there wouldn't be enough time. I'm sure one of these will be sufficient.' Kaddar walked up to one of the working benches and picked up a gold-plated sword with small inscriptions on it. 'Here - try this.'
'Mmm.' Daine muttered as she tested the weight and length. 'I'd prefer one with a wide berth. The handle doesn't fit my hand.' Daine set the sword down and picked up another one with vines engraved up the blade. 'Right length.bit too heavy.very slippery, can't grip right.' The young mage set that one down and tested another five or more swords.
After about half an hour Daine conferred to Kaddar. 'None of them fit my stats. Maybe I should look for one that appeals to me.' Kaddar had handed Daine three swords to try - none of them Daine accepted. (a.n: *yawn*)
Kaddar sighed. 'We just have to look properly.'
Daine walked over to a particularly unique sword hung on the wall. It had small dragons engraved on the handle and flames going down the blade. The dragons were covered in gold leaf. The end of the handle was a golf ball sized crystal. Daine reached over and gently run her hand over the gold dragons. 'I think I found me sword.' Daine muttered to herself.
'Kaddar!' Daine called to get his attention. 'Can I try this one?'
'Go ahead, Daine.' He waved his hand towards Master Hereford. Hereford unhooked it for her.
Daine hefted the dragon-sword in her right-hand. It was perfect! (a.n: so stereotypical *sigh + yawn*) The length, weight, berth.everything! (a.n: reminds me of Maths *sigh*)
'I found it! I found my sword!' Daine was so excited. If she were a child, Daine would jump up and down as though she just got a life-time supply of candy.
'That sure is one of the finest made swords I have ever seen.' Kaddar turned to Master Hereford. 'Its name, please?
'My Lady, its name is DragonStar.'
Daine looked at the sword in awe. The name sounded so powerful, so dignified (a.n: so Sara Douglass like.), so dominant.
'Lady Daine has chosen her sword. I will reimburse the amount of what it is worth. A clerk shall visit later with the chosen amount.' Kaddar used this statement as way formal way to ask the fee.
'The price, Your Majesty, for this smith work is thirty gold (a.n: is it silver or gold?) nobles - A most reasonable price.'
Daine leaned forward to whisper in Kaddar's ear. 'Thirty nobles! Are you mad!? The most I have spent on something is four nobles! Please, Kaddar.I really think that cost is-'
'- is quite cheap.' Kaddar grinned sarcastically at Daine. 'Do I have to remind you that this is a gift from me? Also, you always seem to forget that you've just received a deed for the barony of Olau - one of the richest provinces of Tortall! You have all the money you can spend.' Kaddar turned away from Daine to converse with Master Hereford.
Daine caught fragments of their conversation - 'thirsty nobles it is.must oil it once every two days.should be right for the Lady.needs lesson.ask the Master of Swords.she is gifted in archery.could be just as good in the sword -'
Kaddar noticed Daine was standing there waiting for Hereford and him to finish there conversation. 'Thank you for your services, Master Hereford. It is lucky indeed we have your valuable skills within the palace.' With that Kaddar offered Daine his hand and exited the blacksmith. (a.n: yes, Daine did bring the sword with her. *yawns* If you've noticed, my writing is becoming sloppy)
'Oh Kaddar, thank you, thank you!' Daine's eyes filled with tears. She still couldn't believe all that had happened in the past week. The two days she could never forget was the day she accept her barony and today - Kaddar, Emperor of Carthak, had given his unconditional friendship and gifted her an exquisitely made sword.
'I hoped you'd like it.' Daine looked up in a pair of eyes set with such gentleness and compassion she had never seen before - not even such tenderness in Numair. (a.n: I'm going to sleep now - it's like 2 a.m. in the morning *yawns for the last time* good night, whoever bothers to read this) 'Don't keep worrying about the cost, Daine! Would you think an emperor ever be short of money?'
Suddenly hitting realization, Daine blushed. 'I thought you said I should ignore the fact that you were an emperor.' Daine muttered under her breathe.
Kaddar unfortunately caught her soft rebuke. 'I'm sorry, Daine. It's just that sometimes you think everything's so complicated, even when there is a simple solution. Look-' At this point, Kaddar pointed towards a group of buildings '-they're the palace barracks. Only body guards, palace soldiers, pages and squires may stay there. That's where we're heading. They've got the best practice yards that is walking distance for us.'
'I'll race you!' Daine skidded ahead. Her dress hardly slowed her.
Kaddar grinned and waited a couple of seconds to give Daine a reasonable head start before beginning the race himself. Fit for a woman Daine was, but Kaddar was tipping on his prime age - he had muscles and his body condition was healthy.
Daine, running as fast as her body would let her, turned her head in time to see Kaddar sprint right past her. Kaddar was grinning widely at his triumph. When Daine caught up with him he said -'I thought you fit, Lady Daine! You should be able to beat someone as lazy as me. I mean, I have to sit indoors all day sighing treaties and eating food!' The emperor and his female companion were laughing so hard they couldn't say anything.
They walked, together, up to the barrack gates. The soldiers guarding it lowered their heads, knelt on one knee and shouted in unison 'Your Imperial Majesty!' Kaddar nodded gravely and entered with Daine.
'I told you I attracted attention wherever I go!' Kaddar nodded to a few passing knights who knelt like the guards at the gate. 'It's a shame though, because I think you should have the awareness.' Kaddar nodded to a couple of well behaved squires and pages. 'Quite frankly, I do get rather sick of obeying protocol and rules. For instance, nodding too much gets me rather dizzy.' He trailed off, smiling.
'I'll have to get used to it to. After all, I was born a bastard, yet now I'm in the company of a fine young emperor who claims I'm his friend, and I'm treated like a lady. Don't say it, Kaddar!' Daine was ready for his lecturing on how she is officially a courtier now. 'I know, I know.I am a noble now.'
'It takes time to a just - I had to a just to becoming an emperor! I'll promise to stop reminding you of being a noble and all.' Kaddar offered his hand to Daine so they could shake on the pledge.
'You give me a pendant with my name engraved on the front if you break your promise!' Daine took Kaddar's hand and shook it enthusiastically and vigorously.
'Done! Come on, I'd like to introduce you to Joshua Leicester, the Swords Master. (a.n: *twiddles thumbs innocently* I didn't steal that from England's province, again!)
'Your Imperial Majesty!' A large, tanned man hurried out from a neighbouring building. He vaguely reminded Daine of Sarge. He bowed low. He must be of noble birth Daine thought.
'Ah, Master Leicester, I have here a female companion who has some interest in swords craft. Her title is Baroness Veralidaine of Onau. Would you know where my former companions are?' Kaddar referred to the boys Daine meet on her earlier visit.
'They are practising archery, my liege. They will welcome your company. Would you like me to guide My Lady to the practice yards for sword combat, your Majesty?' Master Leicester asked politely.
'I wonder what happens if they don't welcome our company?' Daine whispered sarcastically in Kaddar's ear.
Kaddar snorted. 'Thank you, Master Leicester. The Lady Daine and myself will visit the archery fields before taking up your offer.'
As Daine walked up to the archery yards, about sixteen adolescences their age came into view. 'Will they treat me the same way they did before, or will they not be as friendly?'
'I'm not sure. The majority of the court is really thankful you got rid of Ozorne. And.with me present I doubt they'll be forthcoming. It's a shame, really.'
'I'm sorry everything changed just because of me.' Daine looked troubled.
'Don't be. Every emperor will eventually experience the same situation. It's inevitable.
They reached the group of youths. All of them seemed surprised to see Kaddar and I here, Daine thought as they bowed.
'Imperial Majesty.' They mumbled together.
'Thank you for the friendly welcome.' Kaddar said lightly, so they wouldn't take offence. 'You've meet Daine of Tortall, have you not?'
Most of them nodded. Daine saw a couple of familiar faces. 'Hello, it's good to be back and visit the archery yards. I recall last time I came here I demonstrated the skill of a female Tortall soldier!' Daine kept a large about of humour in her voice.
'Oh yeah, I remember! You were the one that shot five arrows in the bullseye! I remember you!' A boy, about a year younger, seemed to want everyone to know that he knew Daine. He was quickly hushed.
'Don't bother, I'll challenge any of you to the long bow!' Daine broke the ice.
A number of voices could be heard -'I'll gladly!', 'Bet I could beat a woman!' and 'You couldn't even string a long bow!'
Daine grinned as the majority of young men responded enthusiastically to her offer. Even Kaddar smiled with humour. 'Why don't we go in pairs? That way everyone gets a fair chance.'
A tanned adolescence introduced himself as Kelran of Iresla. 'Would you mind if I partnered with you?'
Daine was grateful at his kindness. 'Not at all! You have fair arm for archery?'
'I'd call myself average. My strength lies with jousting. If you want someone skilled in the long sword look at Jordon of Southern Shire. (a.n: I didn't steal that from LOTR.) Also, William of Gloucester (a.n: I admit it - I'm stealing names from English earldoms) has a talent in the crossbow. As far as I know, you hold the title for best at archery for the long bow. Your male friend is also one of the best when it comes to sword on horse - he would make a great cavalry of the Carthak knighthood.'
Daine was intrigued by his knowledge. 'You're good in jousting? I've heard about it.isn't that where you're mounted on a horse with armour?'
Kelran nodded vigorously. 'Your horse also must wear armour, mainly to protect its flanks. The weapon wielded is called a lance. The lance is a long piece of wood, round and smooth. Traditionally the lance is blunted before the metal covering is placed in its point. I forgot to mention - the rider must wear all armour protecting all areas of the body. The arena, in which the jousting is held, is shaped in an oval. A fence is placed in the centre. The two competitors ride their horses parallel to the fence - one on each side. They point the lance at the other rider.' (a.n: you can tell I've been watching a Knights Tale)
'In a tournament, there are scoring rules - one point for hitting the opponent's body with a lance, two for impaling the lance on his head and three for knocking him off his horse. Knocking you opponents earns you his horse - quite rewarding, it is.'
After Kelran finished explaining jousting, Daine quickly looked for Kaddar. He seemed content with his partner. Daine was relieved to see, they were talking earnestly in a pleasant, companionable way.
'It's good to know Kaddar is happy here. The last few months haven't been nearly as comforting. Every time Kaddar came to visit, only a couple of boys would talk to Kaddar - all the rest were really distance.' Daine jumped at hearing Kelran say Kaddars' name with so much familiarity. 'Don't be surprised, Daine. Kaddar, Richard and I have always been on the best terms. I also studied with Kaddar at the University.'
'I was just wondering who your parents are.' Seeing Kelran's puzzled expression, Daine hastily added - 'just another random thought.'
'Hmm.my father is the more important one - he is Carthak's treasurer. My mum was heiress of the earldoms of Ulerose and Cornwell. She has the title of Duchess of Pembroke.'
(a.n: more English names! Just abit of background knowledge - Richard, Henry III's brother, was also Duke of Cornwell and their sister was Countess of Pembroke. They were around during the lifetime of Simon de Montford.)
Luckily, in Daine's case, he didn't ask who her parents were.
Everyone began to prepare for the archery competition, many of them where oiling there strings or sharpening their well-made fletched arrows. Kaddar and his partner disappeared to the archery workshop.
(a.n: sorry about all these notes but I just realised ive gone ova my new limit! I've so far written 4,000 words!!! I think I really do have a problem for writing above a word limit.)
Kelran ran his eyes over Daine's own equipment. 'I see you're familiar with archery. Is that a hand-made recurved bow? It looks so different.'
'I bought it recently at a Tortall workshop. It's quite well known. Have you heard of Master Jinx?'
'Master Jinx? Of course! He is a great craftsman. I didn't know he resided in Tortall, though.' Kelran seemed quite interested.
'I was looking through his workshop to find a replacement bow, because mine snapped. It caught my eye - see the unique curve in it? And the hand grooves? It's perfect for my arm structure, and weight is ideal.' Daine explained.
'Hmm.never seen anything like it. We better get ready. First round's nearly beginning.' Kelran quickly drew his own bow and strung it. 'You can go in the first group.' He quickly stepped back, giving Daine the required space to shoot.
Daine had no trouble at stringing her large bow. With ease she fitted it to one end of the bow and set it against her foot. Raising the free end of the string, she brought the other end of the bow down, hooking them together neatly. Daine them drew five arrows from her quiver and twisted them in the grassy area to her left. The female archer looked to her left and right, seeing about another eight archers doing the same. Daine noticed that Kaddar had chosen to go in the second group.
A man, no doubt the Archery Master, shouted the orders - 'load' and 'careful aim, and FIRE!'
The majority of the arrows fired were aimed well. Daine's arrows were (again) dead centre. There were many other arrows shot in the bullseye, but none as consistent as Daine's. (a.n: every group had its own archery board)
Daine, again, proved she was a great archer. The young men around her were in awe. Some were whispering among themselves - 'She keeps getting better and better.' and 'I wonder were she learnt to do that. Maybe I could learn from the same Master.'
Kaddar and Kelran grinned at her triumph. It was their turn now. They loaded their bows, and on command fired. It was amusing to see the nervous expressions some of the young soldiers wore. They were hoping to beat Daine, but, of course, they didn't want offend their emperor and beat him. Luckily, their determination to defeat Daine overcame their doubts.
Daine compared all the boards. It seemed Kaddar, Kelran and another had gotten three arrows on the bullseye and two just outside. While the others discussed the outcome of the bout, Daine ran up to Kaddar and Kelran who were talking earnestly. 'Congratulations, both of you! That was fantastic. Where did you learn to shoot like that? Then again, being the Emperor obviously means you have to be pretty good at everything. As for you Kelran, I reckon you're naturally talented when it comes to combat - from what I've heard.'
Both male companions chuckled at Daine's far-fetched predictions. 'Nope Daine, I'm sorry to inform you that you're completely wrong. Kaddar and I learnt from the Archery Master. He is one of the greatest tutors we could ever have. He has a whole load of drills and training techniques I would have never done with another.' Kelran informed her.
'His name is Master Padric. You've probably noticed he is considerably whiter then us. He comes from the North. Galla, I think. Ozorne (a.n: I spelt it right, Keita!!!) captured him in a raid. I persuaded uncle to release him. I made Padric show his skill in archery. Ozorne finally relented, forcing Padric to become his Archery Master. Again, like Master Hereford, I offered Master Padric as settlement and future. Like Master Hereford, he refused.' Kaddar grinned broadly.
'I heard from Kaddar you would like to try the short sword. I would doubt you could wield a two-handed long sword - it would be far too heavy. If you want to try your sword out, we'd better make for practice yards. You up to it, Daine? Kelran made a highly insulting bow and indicated that they should follow.
'And he thinks that I don't know my way around. I practically grew up here.' muttered Kaddar, who was walking beside Daine.
(a.n: jeez, I wish I could finish this chappie now.)
Daine laughed. 'You must be pretty close to Kelran. How did you get to know each other?'
Kaddar frowned, trying to retrieve the memory. 'Let me see.Kelran, Richard and I basically grew up in the same house. While growing in our childhood, I was not heir - Paolair, my elder brother was. I grew up knowing only my two companions and the peace that surrounded us. I was kept far, far away from politics - away from all the danger. We went to the university together. As you know, I have magic with plants and herbs. Richard was born with the ability to alter the growth in trees and plants. Kelran loves blacksmith. He uses his Gift to turn metal subtle. Even though we had such different Gifts, it did not alter our relationship. Richard is my closest advisor. It is impossible for Kelran to become an advisor till he inherits his fathers and mothers legacy. He would not be important enough, and other courtiers would develop ill feelings towards Kelran if he was endorsed as my advisor. He understands the situation well.'
They were still following Kelran to the yards. Daine was nearly a bare whisper. 'May I.can I ask about Paolair? I understand if you won't talk about him.' Daine added quickly.
'Me, mind? No, of course I wouldn't. If you asked that, it would easy to presume that you have never heard of our brotherly relationship.' Kaddar said the last words rather sardonically. 'Paolair is known as the "Serpent of the Sea". He was always vain and ambitious. Ozorne was right to punish him as he did.'
Daine looked up at him, startled. Kaddar smiled bitterly. 'We found out he schemed against the Emperor Ozorne and his immediate family, so that would leave him to the throne. I don't know what went wrong with him. He always treated me as though I was lesser and he was the superior. I have never held a place for him in my heart.'
'I'm sorry you had to go through such a trail, for one so young.' Daine said apologetically.
'Don't be, Daine. I'm sorry you had such a difficult childhood. You deserved better. Let us change the subject. So how is King Jon, my royal cousin?' Kaddar added sarcastically.
'Well enough. I still think he's mad! How could.could he give a barony? I will never, ever get over that!' Kaddar rolled his eyes at this.
'Easily.I think.' Kaddar muttered. They had arrived at the practice yards. Kelran disappeared to the weapon store room to fetch Kaddar and his own sword.
When Kelran did come back, he caught Kaddar instructing Daine the basic stances of sword play. They spent the whole afternoon on practicing. Daine was surprise to know that she was indeed a natural swordswoman. Her body flexibility allowed her to whirl and dodge Kaddar's skilled sword with amazing speed.
'You're a natural, Daine.' Kaddar panted.
Daine grinned, hefting DragonStar in her hand - the crystal shone in Kaddar's eye - momentarily blinding him. 'Have you been taught to enter crystals with your magic? It allows you to extend your control over its dominion. Would you like me to teach you?'
'Numair never taught me. I don't think he thought it was necessary.' Mentioning Numair's name brought Daine unwanted memories.
'Here, let me show you - put your hand over the crystal.' Kaddar stood behind her. Daine's back pressed against his hard (or soft?) muscular. His arm came across to guide her hand. 'Feel your power flow freely.' Kaddar whispered the words. The Mage of Wild Magic felt her copper fire. It was surrounding her, pleading to be let free.
'Maybe I shouldn't.it's not safe.' Daine felt the pleading of her magic, urging her to loosen her grip, and telling Daine that it would be so easy.
Kaddar murmured in her ear. 'Free your magic. Direct it towards the crystal. Don't let your magic lunge for freedom - remember, towards the crystal.'
Daine closed her eyes and entered her world of The People. Copper fire flamed in the direction of Daine. 'The crystal, the crystal is your refuge - it is the key to your freedom! Follow me.' Her power needed no more persuasion. Daine gathered her strength and gave entrance to her power.
Kaddar's voice snapped Daine back to reality. What she saw somewhat surprised her. DragonStar's crystal was filled with her delicate copper fire. The flames flicked side to side in a hypnotizing motion.
'You did it, Daine! It takes a Novice several weeks before mastering such skill! You are indeed brilliant! Try DragonStar out for yourself. This time, feel the movement. Daine, you need to believe that you control the sword. You need to break it - tame DragonStar.' Kaddar clapped his imperial hands to Daine's obvious success.
While Kaddar had taught Daine this new skill, Kelran had gone to find the Master of Swords (a.n: Joshua Leicester) and had missed the end result. 'I just missed him!' Kelran panted. He had yet seen Daine's sword. 'Apparently there was a riding accident with a group of squires.' He shook his head. 'His nephew was among those involved in it.'
'Is everything under control? Does it require my attention?' Kaddar immediately stepped back into his role as Emperor of Carthak.
'Calm down, old boy! Everything is fine. Master Leicester knew you were here and made sure everything was in perfect order. In fact, I think he was hoping you wouldn't find out about the calamity.' Kelran was firm in his reassurance. 'Is that.is that your sword, Daine? Amazing! You were able to do that in such short time! I, myself, would love to have such control over my Gift. You do know that my Gift is subject to blacksmith?' Kelran was delighted that Daine had managed to transfer her magic in the crystal.
'All thanks to Kaddar. I had no idea how to do. He was the one who showed me how. Hey! How come your own crystal doesn't have any of your Gift in it?' Daine's eyes turned to look at his sword.
'There is another technique to hide your magic within your crystal.' Kaddar closed his eyes and muttered a phrase. Instantaneously pale green fire revealed itself. 'I prefer not to let people know that I use magic to extend my skills in the sword.' Kaddar shrugged.
'Why don't we head back to the palace? It's getting late and I would like to go visit Richard. Thanks to my buddy here' - Kelran slapped Kaddar on the back -'I never see Richard anymore. He's always engrossed in his paper work.'
*** (a.n: this paragraph is just to end the chapter)
'Thank you, Kaddar, for the wonderful day. I will never, ever forget today.' Daine gave Kaddar an embrace - similar to the one she gave him earlier. Daine felt so right in Kaddar's arms. Her warmth was so comfortable; it felt so right for Kaddar to hold Daine in his arms. She felt like simply closing her eyes and let everything float by.
*** Jeez, this chapter was tiring. On Microsoft Word this chappie was more then 20 pages. It was pretty hard to finish this chapter as school has started and I have a problem with actually using my laptop - It's at school for five days a week! I only have two days a week to complete each chapter!!! Sorry if the next chapter takes a two weeks or more. *sigh* it's not my fault - it's the schools! *mutters under breathe on how school holds no compassion for its students*
Ova and out, izzy