Rhia woke up with a concerned Stormwing peering over her. Groping for the bow that was right next to her before, she felt nothing. Cold hard determination and a twinge of sorrow were in the Stormwings' eyes, emotions reflected in his glassy orbs like a mirror. She racked her vocal cords, urging them to speak. "Wh-what just happened?"
"You fainted from shock." He hoped being in a fragile state, Rhia would be polite and lady fair.
"Where's my bow, you reeking Joren?"
Sigh. Maybe not.
"Uh," he decided to act like an uncaring Stormwing, superior to the mortal.
"I'm not telling you where until you promise to go out with me."
"Well, I'm never going out with you until you explain why the hell you called me a shifter."
"Oh, all right, but do you promise?"
"Also, teach me to control my power if I actually have any, and once I've got the hang of it, I'll date you." Forming a desperate but devious plan, she smiled.
"Do you promise?"
"Yeah, I guess." Her fingers anxiously intertwining, worried about what she promised, but hopeful her plan would work if what the Stormwing, or Joren, she thought maliciously, said was true.
"So, how am I a shifter?
"Well, you are the daughter of Veriladiane Sarrasari."
"What?!"
"You heard what I said! As you learned from that sushi man you live with,"
"Tatan!" Rhia protested angrily.
"Ok, Tatan. I bet you learned Tortallan Recent History, and the Song of the Three?"
Rhia nodded, remembering the lyric song by a great bard about the adventures about the three greatest knights of all history, Alanna of Pirates' Swoop and Olau, Kel of Emelan (or wherever she was from), and Veriladiane Sarrasari of Galla.
"So, remember how Diane's kid got lost when she got killed?"
"Yeah"
"You are that child."
"And how do you know that?"
"I was told by my second uncle twice
removed, Saneis Moonsword- the brother of Rikash."
"Oh."
"So, now will you go out with me?"
"No, teach me to use my power."
"Well it's not that easy, you know!"
"Well, you've never tried to teach me so I don't!"
Well, the girl was convincing enough…
"Alright, Rhia, you win."
"Let's get this straight, Joren," she spat again. "Only my friends call me Rhia! Seeing as you are not my friend, refer to me as Rhiamont!"
The Stormwing smiled, easy and carefree. "I'll see you at this time tomorrow. Ok, Rhia?" When he finished, he was a dot in the sky flying toward the sun.