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Numair urged Spots to go as fast as the poor horse could. He straddled his horse clumsily but managed to hold on. However, he sincerely wished that Daine was with him because he knew that she could help him with his riding skills.
In his mind, Numair slapped himself for thinking like that.
He told himself to stop thinking selfishly and to remember that at least Daine should enjoy the full merits of a well-deserved vacation.
It would have been nicer though to be able to spend it with her, he thought.
Mithros, Mynoss, and Shakith! Who am I kidding? My duty is to the throne, so I must do as Jon says, Numair thought, yet again, rather sarcastically.
As he sat as well as he could in his saddle, his thoughts shifted into memories.
An angelic face, peering at him with concerned eyes, urging him to eat. He couldn't understand. Who is she? Where am I? But then, a familiar face. Onua. Safe at last.
A voice now. Calling him from his bindings with a persuasive voice.
Now that angelic face was his student, a young girl, brimming with wild magic that of which he was educating her about.
He remembered all of those times that she struggled to master something, or the delight on her face when she did master it.
When she killed herself to listen to the whales (A/N: was it whales or something else?), he remembered his fury at her act.
The courage shown by her to help protect Tortall was another clear memory, for he witnessed it everyday almost.
His worry for her, when she was on the other side of the barrier in Dunlath, was another clear memory.
He remembered how concerned he was about Daine every time they were separated.
The look of admiration and wonder at the new creatures when they docked in Carthak.
The look of horror, confusion, and happiness, mixed in those lovely blue-gray eyes when he appeared in the doorway after Ozorne had become a Stormwing.
Her chin set and determined when Jon told them of the Skinners and her willingness to go and battle them, though they were risking their lives.
And, one of the most recent emotions in her eyes.
Love.
As he thought about it, he realized yet again, it was pure love.
An innocent love, for him.
Numair smiled as he thought about Daine and their love.
He hoped sincerely that she would enjoy the rest of her vacation as he worked for Jon on solving this problem for him.
Numair's thoughts altered and thought of the letter that he had received.
It sure look liked a hurried note from Jon, he thought.
The note had not stated the specific reason why he was coming; it had just stated the urgency of his coming.
Numair,
I write this in great haste. There is some evil amongst us which none of the mages can place. I need you, and I'm sorry about your vacation. You and Daine may have another one after you help me, although Daine may stay in Dunlath if that is what she desires.
Please forgive me, and come with all speed!
Jon
Numair sighed.
He really hated it when these kinds of things happened to him, especially since his relationship with Daine had changed.
But Jon doesn't know about it, so it isn't as if it's as big as a deal to him as it is to Daine and me, comprehended Numair suddenly. Maybe we should inform him sometime soon about our relationship so that maybe he can be more understanding toward these kind of situations. I'll tell him while I'm in Corus, it'll be a good opportunity. No, I can't, Daine and I haven't agreed upon this.
Numair grabbed his head and shook himself and realized he was just rambling partly because he was upset and not ready to give up his vacation.
It was then that Numair's attention was focused on staying on Spots because they were going as fast as Spots could manage and Numair was not the greatest of horse managers.
He lay in his bedroll at night under the twinkling stars.
Numair missed Daine and was a bit depressed at the empty spot beside him.
The greatest mage of Tortall tossed and turned in his bedroll, but couldn't fall asleep.
He was worried about Daine, though why he should be, he couldn't find out.
Why am I so worried about Daine. I left her in good hands, I even had asked Lady Swobet to look after Daine, though I'm positive she doesn't need extra attention. She's also with her friends, reasoned Numair as he counted all of her friends that would stay and be with her in Dunlath.
Maura, Tillie, the Swobets, Tkaa, Kitten, the Long Lake Wolf Pack....
However, by this time, Numair was finally nodding off and couldn't think consciously anymore.
The next morning, as he cleaned up his camp, the absence of Daine hit him again. There was no one to help break camp, as he was accustomed to, so he had to do all of the chores.
As he rode on Spots again, Numair thought about yesterday's events.
The messenger.
He had looked so familiar, yet Numair hadn't been able to recognize him.
Who was it that I couldn't place him? Pondered Numair.
He tried to recollect the description of the man that had given him the note from Jon.
The man was of average height with short, brown hair and tan skin. He had sad eyes also. (A/N: that was ezactly the same description as the other chapter. Sorry, but don't kill me!! It's like 1:30 in the morning and I really don't want to think.)
Numair tried as hard as he could to place that description with someone he knew.
Well, I guess there could be a number of people in Corus that have brown hair and tan skin, he thought. But why the sad eyes? If there were casualties, Jon would have informed me in his note.
Numair thought about this for awhile, trying to draw a reasonable conclusion.
Why am I worrying about this so much? He asked himself for the second time.
Why do I have a bad feeling about going to Corus? I guess I just am a bit apprehensive at this new project, thought Numair as he answered his own question hurriedly in his mind.
After a while, however, his head hurt and he decided to just let fate work it out.
By midday he arrived at Corus.
He breathed in the familiar smell of the market and viewed the people as they bustled back and forth doing their business.
As he led Spots down the road toward the castle, Numair saw several people eyeing him strangely.
What? Have they never seen me before or what? Mithros, maybe they just moved, thought Numair.
No, I recognize at least half of them. What is so wrong with me coming to Corus when Jon calls me, especially if something dangerous is going on?
Numair shook away these disturbing and strange thoughts with a shake of his head, making his horsetail swish.
When he arrived at the castle, a page saw him, looked at him queerly and ran away.
Numair just ignored that strange act.
But just as he was about to lead Spots into the stables, a disheveled Alanna ran into him.
She looked up at him with curiosity in her eyes.
"So, that page was right. You are here, Master Salmalin," said Alanna.
"Of course. I mean you just can't ignore an order from the king," said Numair reproachfully.
"What are you talking about? I thought you were supposed to be on vacation with Daine. And speaking of her, where is she?" demanded Alanna.
"Daine, well she is in Dunlath still. Jon said that he didn't require her. And I guess you don't know about the fact that there's something going on in Corus. Which is why Jon called me, though it is kind of strange that you aren't involved in it, being a great mage," said Numair.
"Goddess bless! You are insane! Numair!" cried Alanna.
"What are you talking about, Alanna. Jon called me here, didn't he?" asked Numair, faltering a bit at the end.
"Of course not! There's nothing going on right now, and I have no idea what you are doing here leaving Daine alone in Dunlath. She's your student! I thought you were supposed to take care of her! And Jon's-"Alanna was cut off right there.
"Mithros bless!" whispered Numair as the awareness of who the messenger was and the reason why he was in Corus came upon him.
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