In the Flames I Shall Go
Another -
Disclaimer: I don't own anything (including my soul, the devil took that awhile ago). All I think I own is my plot and my characters. Tamora Pierce, on the other hand, owns everything (not including my soul, I told you - the DEVIL took it)!!!
PLEASE READ EVERY AUTHOR'S NOTE BECAUSE THEY ARE IMPORTANT!!!
a.n: you're probably thinking - 'WHY THE HELL DOES IZZY TAKE SO LONG TO UPDATE?' - well, here's the reason(s). My mum is really pissed and banned me from the main home computer FOR A WHOLE FORTNIGHT. Also, I always finish the chapters about one week after I finish the previous one. I just can't access the internet (even though we have cable). Another reasonable excuse is that my laptop, with all the chapters on it is at school 24:7! At the moment, I have finished chapter 7 and 8 but haven't had the opportunity to upload the files. Since the main computer has no disk drive, so I have to email it across and then upload it. ENOUGH EXCUSES! LET'S GET TO CHPATER 6!!!
ON ANOTHER NOTE, I RECKON THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY, REALLY CONFUSING!!!! DON'T FLAME ME JUST BECAUSE IF IT!
*drum roll* (I play percussion at school)
Chapter 6
Daine slammed the door shut. The young mage slumped down on her canopied bed, and wept like she had never wept before.
All Daine wanted to do was let everything go back to normal. She wished that she had never kissed Kaddar or mistaken Numair's fatherly love for something more. Daine had been an idiot to even think that. Her shirt, not intentionally, became rather wrinkled and wet. How could she lose all the barriers, she built over so many years, just evaporate?
To Daine, love only brought damage and pain. Marriage, which was a ceremony supposing to be dressed in 'love', always ended in feuds and misbehaviour. How could anyone decide to bond themselves to another for life? If only she and Kaddar had never kissed, none of these excruciating thoughts would have occurred.
Agnes entered the room, completely unaware of the past events. 'My Lady? Would do you require my services?' Turning to Daine, she finally realized that Daine was in an unstable state. 'Great Goddess, mistress! Whatever is wrong? You can talk to me, m'dear.' Said the older and wiser woman of the two.
'I've had the same problems - every woman does.' Daine started in shock. 'I can read it in your eyes, m'lady. I have gift for reading people. Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. But, mistress, can you care to tell me who? Who has caused such sorrow and depression?' Agnes smiled through her troubled face.
'I'm sorry, Agnes. I can't tell. The details are confidential and must be kept only between me and.and someone I can't mention.' Daine managed to get a grip on herself (a.n: sorry about the slang) 'I would appreciate it if you did not mention this again - not to me nor anyone else.' Daine's voice hardened. 'I will be aware if you do. You may leave now.'
Agnes was a woman of middle years (about mid-thirty) and completely understood why her mistress should be disturbed. 'Of course, m'lady. Do not hesitate to call on me, even if you want just some conversation.' Agnes trailed off, curtsied and quietly exited Daine's bedroom.
'I should go for a walk, or maybe talk to Gareth and Martin.' Daine thought to herself. 'I can't be completely isolated from humanity.'
Dressing in a simple blue and gold dress with seams sewed down the sides and a low neckline, Daine made her way out of the richly decorated apartments.
While walking towards the guests' courtyard, Daine encountered Richard of Westsmith. 'Good afternoon, sir.'
'My name's Richard. I'd prefer if you use it. How was your day, Daine?' Richard bowed slightly and began to walk with Daine towards the entrance to the courtyard. 'I heard you took a trip to the temples.'
'Indeed, the improvement was amazing.' Daine tried very hard to keep her mind off Kaddar. 'Were you also responsible for the change?'
'Part of it. I took care of the financial costs, while Kaddar and his lot organised the progress. I must say, it's pretty hard being an advisor.' said Richard. His eyes were set upon some distant tree. 'Everything you did, last visit, changed my life more than you could ever imagine.' This was said lightly, but Daine could feel that Richard meant every word.
'I'm sorry if it made any negative effects.' Daine felt a bit put off. She thought she did the Carthak Empire good when she defeated Emperor Ozorne.
What she heard in response surprised her. 'Sorry, indeed.' Richard muttered darkly. 'What you did can't be taken back, so live with the consequences, Daine! Stop acting so naïve, it is slightly infuriating.' The Duke looked up in surprise and covered his mouth with his hand. 'Daine, didn't mean what I said-'
That was the last straw for Daine. Her patience had worn thin from Kaddar's kiss, Agnes interrogation and now this. '- Look Richard, I'm sorry if something happened because of me, but it was unintentional and I'd wish you'd just drop it.' With that, Daine walked off in the other direction. She left Richard of Westsmith standing there, by himself. 'See if I care.' Daine whispered to herself.
(a.n: at this very moment I HAVE WRITERS' BLOCK! I need some ideas.)
'Why is everything so wrong?' Daine thought, sadly. 'I miss Numair's company. I need someone close to talk to.' Daine knew she shouldn't tell Agnes. Who knows if she was a spy?
Distracted by her thoughts, Daine realized that she had walked into an unknown corridor. At the end of it was a set of doors covered in precious jewels and ornaments.
'I wonder where that leads to.' Daine knew she shouldn't open them, but curiosity got the better of her. The young mage had no problem pushing the pair of doors open. Surprisingly, the doors weighed about as light as a feather. 'Must be enchanted.' Daine thought vaguely.
What she saw, some what astonished Daine. The ante chamber, for it looked like one, was the most richly adorned room she had ever seen. Jewels crowed the gold leaf walls. Rich, velvety curtains hung from the corner of the room. Gold rope tied them. The chairs were equally as luxurious. Each chair had a unique design. Some had feathered velvet in-built cushions. Others were carved professionally into designs which Daine thought impossible to be made on any chair. For example, one chair had an arm rest shaped with a cats head - its eyes were purple amethysts. Small coffee tables matched the chair designs. The table tops were made from thin sheets of delicate crystal. Paintings hung from the gold glazed walls. The lamps, made from crystal, had an opal in the centre, in case of emergencies.
Two richly dressed soldiers could be seen standing guard at the entrance of the next door. They both faced the other direction so Daine was out of view. The wild mage stealthy transformed into a fly, and flue from the ante chamber into the actual apartment. The soldiers didn't seem perturbed about the strange fly that entered the warm room.
From a fly's perspective, Daine could see that this room was even more richly adorned then the last. It was large and spacious. The silence was only broken by the fire crackling pleasantly in a fireplace. To Daine, it seemed an insult to call it a fireplace. It looked more like a jewelled altar. The carpets were styled and elegant.
Hiding behind a red, velvety curtain, Daine transformed back to her original self. As a fly, she could only hear really distinct sounds - now she could hear faint murmuring from one of the other rooms. Making sure the guards were busy, Daine slipped into the room with voices.
What Daine heard was not what she was prepared to hear. Both of the male voices were the ones Daine had heard earlier today. Kaddar and Richard seemed agitated and were having a rather rough conversation.
'How could you do that?' Daine heard Kaddar ask hotly.
'What about you? I've never seen you act so rashly before. What I do is for the good of Carthak.' Richard's reply was said with a hint a fury.
'Never remind me of the good of Carthak. You speak above your station.' Kaddar seethed. Daine had never heard Kaddar so angry.
'Don't you see what you are doing? I'm preventing you from making the wrong choice!'
'I make my own choices, Westsmith! You will never employ spies in my household! If I discover that you have defied me, there will be severe punishments. You know very well what happens when you commit treason.' Kaddar's voice showed his superiority.
'That girl has done this to you! Can't you see what is happening to you, Kaddar?' Richard said, persistently.
'You will address me as your emperor.' said Kaddar, coldly. 'You are dismissed from my apartments. You are also excused from tomorrows' conference, as you don't seem fit to participate.'
'I am your closest advisor. I must make an appearance.' Richard said stubbornly.
'Nevertheless, you will not attend. I will make a sufficient excuse. You are dismissed now!' Kaddar turned his back from Daine and Richard, to look out the window.
Daine ducked out of view as Richard passed by. 'Maybe I should talk to Kaddar.' she thought. Quickly making up her mind, she came out of her hiding position and entered the room. After a quick look around, Daine realized this was a study - a rather large study. Kaddar was still staring into the distance.
'Kaddar? Please tell me what's wrong.' Daine's voice brought the distracted emperor down to earth.
'Mithros' bless, Daine! How did you get in here?' Kaddar swung around to look at her. His eyes were distant - he had covered his face with a mask. It was impossible to comprehend what he was thinking. 'I hope you didn't hear everything. Richard and I have had minor disagreement.'
'You know me better then that, Kaddar. I can tell when you're lying. Can you please tell me what's going on between you and Richard? I don't think you needed to raise your voice and threaten Richard!' Daine was still shocked from hearing Kaddar lose control like that.
Kaddar's hands clenched till his knuckles went white. 'You wouldn't understand! If you weren't so ignorant maybe you'd understand!' His voice was shaking with intensity. 'If you could only open your eyes and look at reality! Richard knows.something important, Daine; it very well could mean the fate of you and I! Wake up and look around.' Gone was his gently tone, gone was his air of amiability. Kaddar was beyond understanding.
'What is the matter, Kaddar? I've never seen you lash out like that.' Daine stepped closer to peer into his stormy eyes. 'You can trust me.'
'If you could only understand, Daine, I needn't tell you.' His voice shrunk to soft whisper. 'I can't trust anyone - not now, not ever.'
'You can always trust me, Kaddar. I can help, but only if I know what's going on.' Daine laid her hand gently upon Kaddar's tense arm. 'I am your friend. Tell me what's wrong.'
Kaddar looked down at where Daine rested her hand on his arm, and then looked away. His eyes were glassy with unidentifiable emotions. 'I can't, Daine. You wouldn't understand. I never thought you so blind. Please, I'd like you to leave my apartments. Now, if you please.' He took his arm away from Daine's touch and walked away.
'Kaddar,' Daine realized he need some time alone, but she needed to talk with him. She ran up to him, grabbed his shoulder and swung him around to face her. Tears formed in her eyes. 'Why won't you learn to trust? All I want to do is help you. What about this morning? Do you remember what we did?'
Kaddar's face was emotionless. 'I'd like you to leave and go back to your own quarters.' With that, he left Daine.
***
I wrote this in two days! That'll explain why it is so short. It sounds a bit complicated. I don't even know what I was writing about. In fact, I had to change my whole plot/storyline just because of this chapter!!!
Thanx to all my reviewers!!!! And most thanx to all those who constantly review.
I GOT AVRIL TICKETS!!!!!!! Omg, omg, omg!!!!!!!! I GOT AVRIL TICKETS!!! In fact, my dear friend alex (Xela - the one that writes those really dodgy reviews) GOT AVRIL TICKETS FOR ME!!!! Unfortunately, she made me pay the cost back on Monday morning. *growls*
FRIENDSHIP ALWAYS DEMANDS A COST, DOESN'T IT???
Ova and out, izzy
Another -
Disclaimer: I don't own anything (including my soul, the devil took that awhile ago). All I think I own is my plot and my characters. Tamora Pierce, on the other hand, owns everything (not including my soul, I told you - the DEVIL took it)!!!
PLEASE READ EVERY AUTHOR'S NOTE BECAUSE THEY ARE IMPORTANT!!!
a.n: you're probably thinking - 'WHY THE HELL DOES IZZY TAKE SO LONG TO UPDATE?' - well, here's the reason(s). My mum is really pissed and banned me from the main home computer FOR A WHOLE FORTNIGHT. Also, I always finish the chapters about one week after I finish the previous one. I just can't access the internet (even though we have cable). Another reasonable excuse is that my laptop, with all the chapters on it is at school 24:7! At the moment, I have finished chapter 7 and 8 but haven't had the opportunity to upload the files. Since the main computer has no disk drive, so I have to email it across and then upload it. ENOUGH EXCUSES! LET'S GET TO CHPATER 6!!!
ON ANOTHER NOTE, I RECKON THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY, REALLY CONFUSING!!!! DON'T FLAME ME JUST BECAUSE IF IT!
*drum roll* (I play percussion at school)
Chapter 6
Daine slammed the door shut. The young mage slumped down on her canopied bed, and wept like she had never wept before.
All Daine wanted to do was let everything go back to normal. She wished that she had never kissed Kaddar or mistaken Numair's fatherly love for something more. Daine had been an idiot to even think that. Her shirt, not intentionally, became rather wrinkled and wet. How could she lose all the barriers, she built over so many years, just evaporate?
To Daine, love only brought damage and pain. Marriage, which was a ceremony supposing to be dressed in 'love', always ended in feuds and misbehaviour. How could anyone decide to bond themselves to another for life? If only she and Kaddar had never kissed, none of these excruciating thoughts would have occurred.
Agnes entered the room, completely unaware of the past events. 'My Lady? Would do you require my services?' Turning to Daine, she finally realized that Daine was in an unstable state. 'Great Goddess, mistress! Whatever is wrong? You can talk to me, m'dear.' Said the older and wiser woman of the two.
'I've had the same problems - every woman does.' Daine started in shock. 'I can read it in your eyes, m'lady. I have gift for reading people. Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. But, mistress, can you care to tell me who? Who has caused such sorrow and depression?' Agnes smiled through her troubled face.
'I'm sorry, Agnes. I can't tell. The details are confidential and must be kept only between me and.and someone I can't mention.' Daine managed to get a grip on herself (a.n: sorry about the slang) 'I would appreciate it if you did not mention this again - not to me nor anyone else.' Daine's voice hardened. 'I will be aware if you do. You may leave now.'
Agnes was a woman of middle years (about mid-thirty) and completely understood why her mistress should be disturbed. 'Of course, m'lady. Do not hesitate to call on me, even if you want just some conversation.' Agnes trailed off, curtsied and quietly exited Daine's bedroom.
'I should go for a walk, or maybe talk to Gareth and Martin.' Daine thought to herself. 'I can't be completely isolated from humanity.'
Dressing in a simple blue and gold dress with seams sewed down the sides and a low neckline, Daine made her way out of the richly decorated apartments.
While walking towards the guests' courtyard, Daine encountered Richard of Westsmith. 'Good afternoon, sir.'
'My name's Richard. I'd prefer if you use it. How was your day, Daine?' Richard bowed slightly and began to walk with Daine towards the entrance to the courtyard. 'I heard you took a trip to the temples.'
'Indeed, the improvement was amazing.' Daine tried very hard to keep her mind off Kaddar. 'Were you also responsible for the change?'
'Part of it. I took care of the financial costs, while Kaddar and his lot organised the progress. I must say, it's pretty hard being an advisor.' said Richard. His eyes were set upon some distant tree. 'Everything you did, last visit, changed my life more than you could ever imagine.' This was said lightly, but Daine could feel that Richard meant every word.
'I'm sorry if it made any negative effects.' Daine felt a bit put off. She thought she did the Carthak Empire good when she defeated Emperor Ozorne.
What she heard in response surprised her. 'Sorry, indeed.' Richard muttered darkly. 'What you did can't be taken back, so live with the consequences, Daine! Stop acting so naïve, it is slightly infuriating.' The Duke looked up in surprise and covered his mouth with his hand. 'Daine, didn't mean what I said-'
That was the last straw for Daine. Her patience had worn thin from Kaddar's kiss, Agnes interrogation and now this. '- Look Richard, I'm sorry if something happened because of me, but it was unintentional and I'd wish you'd just drop it.' With that, Daine walked off in the other direction. She left Richard of Westsmith standing there, by himself. 'See if I care.' Daine whispered to herself.
(a.n: at this very moment I HAVE WRITERS' BLOCK! I need some ideas.)
'Why is everything so wrong?' Daine thought, sadly. 'I miss Numair's company. I need someone close to talk to.' Daine knew she shouldn't tell Agnes. Who knows if she was a spy?
Distracted by her thoughts, Daine realized that she had walked into an unknown corridor. At the end of it was a set of doors covered in precious jewels and ornaments.
'I wonder where that leads to.' Daine knew she shouldn't open them, but curiosity got the better of her. The young mage had no problem pushing the pair of doors open. Surprisingly, the doors weighed about as light as a feather. 'Must be enchanted.' Daine thought vaguely.
What she saw, some what astonished Daine. The ante chamber, for it looked like one, was the most richly adorned room she had ever seen. Jewels crowed the gold leaf walls. Rich, velvety curtains hung from the corner of the room. Gold rope tied them. The chairs were equally as luxurious. Each chair had a unique design. Some had feathered velvet in-built cushions. Others were carved professionally into designs which Daine thought impossible to be made on any chair. For example, one chair had an arm rest shaped with a cats head - its eyes were purple amethysts. Small coffee tables matched the chair designs. The table tops were made from thin sheets of delicate crystal. Paintings hung from the gold glazed walls. The lamps, made from crystal, had an opal in the centre, in case of emergencies.
Two richly dressed soldiers could be seen standing guard at the entrance of the next door. They both faced the other direction so Daine was out of view. The wild mage stealthy transformed into a fly, and flue from the ante chamber into the actual apartment. The soldiers didn't seem perturbed about the strange fly that entered the warm room.
From a fly's perspective, Daine could see that this room was even more richly adorned then the last. It was large and spacious. The silence was only broken by the fire crackling pleasantly in a fireplace. To Daine, it seemed an insult to call it a fireplace. It looked more like a jewelled altar. The carpets were styled and elegant.
Hiding behind a red, velvety curtain, Daine transformed back to her original self. As a fly, she could only hear really distinct sounds - now she could hear faint murmuring from one of the other rooms. Making sure the guards were busy, Daine slipped into the room with voices.
What Daine heard was not what she was prepared to hear. Both of the male voices were the ones Daine had heard earlier today. Kaddar and Richard seemed agitated and were having a rather rough conversation.
'How could you do that?' Daine heard Kaddar ask hotly.
'What about you? I've never seen you act so rashly before. What I do is for the good of Carthak.' Richard's reply was said with a hint a fury.
'Never remind me of the good of Carthak. You speak above your station.' Kaddar seethed. Daine had never heard Kaddar so angry.
'Don't you see what you are doing? I'm preventing you from making the wrong choice!'
'I make my own choices, Westsmith! You will never employ spies in my household! If I discover that you have defied me, there will be severe punishments. You know very well what happens when you commit treason.' Kaddar's voice showed his superiority.
'That girl has done this to you! Can't you see what is happening to you, Kaddar?' Richard said, persistently.
'You will address me as your emperor.' said Kaddar, coldly. 'You are dismissed from my apartments. You are also excused from tomorrows' conference, as you don't seem fit to participate.'
'I am your closest advisor. I must make an appearance.' Richard said stubbornly.
'Nevertheless, you will not attend. I will make a sufficient excuse. You are dismissed now!' Kaddar turned his back from Daine and Richard, to look out the window.
Daine ducked out of view as Richard passed by. 'Maybe I should talk to Kaddar.' she thought. Quickly making up her mind, she came out of her hiding position and entered the room. After a quick look around, Daine realized this was a study - a rather large study. Kaddar was still staring into the distance.
'Kaddar? Please tell me what's wrong.' Daine's voice brought the distracted emperor down to earth.
'Mithros' bless, Daine! How did you get in here?' Kaddar swung around to look at her. His eyes were distant - he had covered his face with a mask. It was impossible to comprehend what he was thinking. 'I hope you didn't hear everything. Richard and I have had minor disagreement.'
'You know me better then that, Kaddar. I can tell when you're lying. Can you please tell me what's going on between you and Richard? I don't think you needed to raise your voice and threaten Richard!' Daine was still shocked from hearing Kaddar lose control like that.
Kaddar's hands clenched till his knuckles went white. 'You wouldn't understand! If you weren't so ignorant maybe you'd understand!' His voice was shaking with intensity. 'If you could only open your eyes and look at reality! Richard knows.something important, Daine; it very well could mean the fate of you and I! Wake up and look around.' Gone was his gently tone, gone was his air of amiability. Kaddar was beyond understanding.
'What is the matter, Kaddar? I've never seen you lash out like that.' Daine stepped closer to peer into his stormy eyes. 'You can trust me.'
'If you could only understand, Daine, I needn't tell you.' His voice shrunk to soft whisper. 'I can't trust anyone - not now, not ever.'
'You can always trust me, Kaddar. I can help, but only if I know what's going on.' Daine laid her hand gently upon Kaddar's tense arm. 'I am your friend. Tell me what's wrong.'
Kaddar looked down at where Daine rested her hand on his arm, and then looked away. His eyes were glassy with unidentifiable emotions. 'I can't, Daine. You wouldn't understand. I never thought you so blind. Please, I'd like you to leave my apartments. Now, if you please.' He took his arm away from Daine's touch and walked away.
'Kaddar,' Daine realized he need some time alone, but she needed to talk with him. She ran up to him, grabbed his shoulder and swung him around to face her. Tears formed in her eyes. 'Why won't you learn to trust? All I want to do is help you. What about this morning? Do you remember what we did?'
Kaddar's face was emotionless. 'I'd like you to leave and go back to your own quarters.' With that, he left Daine.
***
I wrote this in two days! That'll explain why it is so short. It sounds a bit complicated. I don't even know what I was writing about. In fact, I had to change my whole plot/storyline just because of this chapter!!!
Thanx to all my reviewers!!!! And most thanx to all those who constantly review.
I GOT AVRIL TICKETS!!!!!!! Omg, omg, omg!!!!!!!! I GOT AVRIL TICKETS!!! In fact, my dear friend alex (Xela - the one that writes those really dodgy reviews) GOT AVRIL TICKETS FOR ME!!!! Unfortunately, she made me pay the cost back on Monday morning. *growls*
FRIENDSHIP ALWAYS DEMANDS A COST, DOESN'T IT???
Ova and out, izzy