This is a tear?

PART XIII

Smoke filled the training ground, as yet again another spell was fired, and shooting through the air, unseen by eyes of many species.

Quick as lightening it shot, then came in contact with the wall it exploded, shattering and crumbling it into tiny pieces, black soot marked the stones as proof that something had been here. 

Withdrawing his hand, back to the book, Cammi's eyes scanned the book, his fingers tracing the page, until it stopped at one particular piece of writing. Reading it, Cammi hand soon reached out again, and taking aim at the wall, he muttered

"Waumll Repoari"

Instantly, he heard sounds of rumbling, and watching he saw the small pieces of the wall, rise up into the air, and rejoin together, like nothing had touched it, though there was one thing that gave it away, and that was the black soot.

Cammi studied the wall for a moment, pleased with his skill so far, using the ancient book of all time. Looking at the wall, he shrugged his shoulders at the soot, he could always clean that up, or leave it and get the lecture from his mother.

Deciding to do that later, having more important thing to do at the moment, Cammi flicked the pages over, study spell after spell, until finally he slammed the book shut. Under normal circumstances, him slamming the book in the middle of the training grounds would of caused it to echo among the walls, and wake some of the residents up, but in this case, Cammi had found a rather interesting spell within this book called, Silusio.

This spell was of a silencing spell, and enabling Cammi to cast it, he could then make as much noise he pleased without disturbing any of the residents in their sleep.

Upon training all night, Cammi had learnt several things from the Ancient book, one of them, being learning how to repair things which was indeed useful, so he wouldn't get it in the neck by his mother.

Shrinking the book again, he placed it back in his pocket where he then pulled out a scroll he had received from another friend of his, Leylaniel. Opening the scroll, he read quietly to himself on what was written then smiled, and reminded himself later to thank her. She didn't know just how much she had helped Cammi, but this was yet another Ancient spell, called 'Shledi'.

This one was a shielding spell, much better than his knowledge in them, so technically she just helped him raise his levels in the shielding department significantly. Muttering the words

"Potem Shledi"

Panicking slightly, Cammi had not anticipated the spell giving off a glowing light, which he knew almost, certainly would wake everybody up, but then just as he became mesmerised by its beauty and the light as quick as it had come faded so the shield become see through but remained dimly glowing round the edges where it touched the round.

"Wow" was all Cammi could say, and hearing some of the residents nearby grumbling, Cammi looked further down the scroll where he saw another spell, which he presumed, or certainly hope so, casted the spell off.

"Dohnm Shledi"

Cammi then felt a tingling sensation in him, and looking around him, he saw the shielding shifting from around the castle, and surround just him.

Now feeling an adrenaline rush, knowing he'd something wrong, Cammi began scanning down the scroll, hoping to quickly find something, anything to take this spell off, but now was not the time.

Cutting the distance between him and the wall, Cammi flung his cloak over himself completely, thankful it was dark just in a nick of time when he heard someone looking out their window, clearly obvious looking to see what the strange light was.

Peeking through his cloak, he calmed down slightly when he saw the resident return to their room, shaking their head, thinking they only merely imagined it. Throwing off his cloak, Cammi stood from his place and looking through the scroll he finally found what he wanted and muttered

"Capoir Shledi"

The shield surrounding Cammi dissolved into nothingness, like it had never been there before.

Cammi sighed a huge sigh of relief, finally to have the shield spell solved. No wonder he couldn't find it on the scroll, standing in his situation of panicking, he completely missed the spell, and went straight down to the bottom, assuming that was the spell that would take it off, instead it was right under the spell that he had previous casted.

Rolling up the scroll, and tucking it away safely in his pocket, Cammi decided now would be the best time to go to bed; he had enough excitement for one night, as well as going against all his mother's warning's that herself and the Council could sense any types of magic, including Ancient Magic.

Using the skill of stealth that his father had taught him, Cammi walked soundlessly along the corridors, and instead of turning right to head to his rooms, he turned the other direction, changing his mind about going to bed he decided to instead check up on Stanney.

Not feeling like sleeping, he walked into the medical section, and went in the spare room, which they kept.

Seating himself beside Stanney, Cammi sighed. He knew partly of what Altanion had planned to do to him, and so far he was succeeding. But still it didn't stop him feeling guilty, that he had dragged his friends into this.

Even though it was there choice to help him, he still felt like it was him that included them in this war, no matter how much they told him it was their choice, the truth was he couldn't have asked for better or truer friends, who stood by his side and helped him through thick and thin to the very end.

Lost in thought, Cammi practically jumped out of his seat when he felt someone hand touch his shoulder. Stood in fighting stances, Cammi then quickly relaxed upon seeing Lilli, and that she was staring at him, wide-eyed in fear.

"Sorry, you scared me, for a moment" said Cammi.

"What are you doing here?" asked Lilli, and immediately afterwards regretted saying those words, realising that this could have been her chance to spend some time alone with him.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came to see Stanney, maybe I should go" replied Cammi, making an attempt to head for the door.

"No, stay" replied Lilli, a little too quick, but she got the result that she wanted, seeing him freeze in his footsteps and look at her questioningly.

Bowing her head to hide the blush she could feel rising up in her cheeks, she turned to face Stanney's still form, avoiding Cammi.

Cammi tried very hard to stop the grin from reaching his lips, when he heard her response, but then again a little company wouldn't harm him, especially Lilli's.

Watching Lilli sit beside Stanney, and touch his paw, before then reaching up to his face, Cammi felt a pang of jealously shoot through him, at what she was doing to Stanney.

Did she know how she made him feel?

And how he wished that everyday he could be with her.

Picking up his chair, which he knocked over in his fright, Cammi re-seated himself, and continued to watch Lilli, wishing that she would turn from Stanney to him.

Resting his head in his hand, Cammi sat and watched the pair, and saw what a perfect couple the two of them would make.

His eyelids drawing shut, Cammi didn't see or know that Lilli had slipped from the room, but before leaving, turned round to face him, a smile dancing on her lips, and her eyes sparkling.

The rest of the night passed in a daze, everyone sleeping peacefully, until dawn broke, the sun beginning to arise, another day breaching.

Cammi stayed in the position he had the previous night, not once having budged, and was still sound asleep, that was until he felt someone tap him slightly on his arm, apparently trying to get his attention.

Shifting only slightly in his chair, Cammi's eyes began to flutter open, and he turned expecting to see one of the medics by his side, instead there was no one.

Snapping fully awake, Cammi turned to see Stanney staring up at him, though he looked totally worn out.

"I wondered when you were going to wake?" asked Stanney.

"Sorry, must of dozed off, but how are you?" replied Cammi, now suddenly becoming serious, and worried at the same time.

Stanney threw back his head, and laughed merrily, Cammi would never change in his opinion, he worried too much for his own good, and now he seriously wondered whether he must have learnt that from his father.

"Don't worry about me, my friend, I have something to give you, which will help you in your search" said Stanney, and reaching for his cloak by his side, he pulled out a scroll, a copy of the diary he had earlier on found, and handed it to Cammi.

"What's this?" asked Cammi.

"Your Diary" replied Stanney slowly, sleep starting to come over him again.

"Mine" said Cammi questioningly.

"It is apparently that the knight, back in those days kept a diary, of which you now hold a copy of" replied Stanney, before then falling asleep again.

The room fell deadly quiet. Not a sound was heard, except for Stanney's slow silent breathing, and the sounds of a scroll being opened.

Catching a glimpse of the writing, Cammi quickly rolled it up again, hearing someone heading towards here; he placed the scroll inside within his cloak, where he knew it would be safe.

Hearing the footsteps draw closer, Cammi opened the door and stepped outside, where he felt someone colliding in with him.

"Sorry" said a voice.

"It's okay, really it was my fault, Lilli" replied Cammi, and helped her stand.

"Having you been here all night, and morning?" asked Lilli.

"Morning" replied Cammi, slightly shocked at how much time had passed by.

"Don't worry I'll cover for you, if your mother asks" replied Lilli.

"Thanks" said Cammi.

The two then noticed how close they were standing to each other, and looking up to meet each other gaze, Cammi said

"Stanney just woke a few minutes ago"

And with that he stood back and walked around her, until he reached the door and rounded the corridor, did he peg it, all the while failing to notice the disappointed look on Lilli's face, as she knocked on the door and entered Stanney's room.

What was all that about? He wondered, he felt like he was losing control, and for the first time realised just how warm he was around her.

Slowing down to a halt in the courtyard, Cammi began to wonder what to do next. He ruled out the option of going back home to read this scroll, and getting a lecture from his mother.

Now as much as he'd love to sit down and read this diary, he didn't want another hour's lecture, so that only left one option, and that was visiting Lalaith in the dungeons.

Turning right, Cammi ran up a flight of stairs, before jumping into a quickcar, and tying his seatbelt, he pulled the lever.

Going down a small tube at first, which helped guide the quickcar, Cammi then sat back and tensed slightly when it went in the air. Moving his thumb slightly, Cammi then pushed the button on the lever, which allowed the wings on the swan quickcar, to be released and able to make it fly. Using the lever, Cammi managed to successfully guide himself to where the dungeons were located. Sliding into the tunnel, Cammi waited for the quickcar to come to a stop, and did so shortly afterwards.

Jumping out the car, Cammi walked along the deck, and passing the benches, he headed towards the door. Opening the door, which lead down stairs to the dungeons, Cammi stepped in, and began walking down.

Going further into the dungeons, Cammi then suddenly stopped on the next step, and listening carefully his ears picked up a unique song, which he felt must have been at least age since he'd heard that.

"67 bottles of beer on the wall, 67 bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around, 66 bottles of beer on the wall"

Cammi shook his head sideways, and chuckled; if this wasn't Lalaith then she certainly acted very much like her.

Though he had found one thing the two had common, and that was there talent of singing, they would sing practically none stop when they were bored.

Carrying on his way down the stairs, Cammi entered the dungeons where Lalaith was kept imprisoned, and interrupted her singing halfway through her singing '65 bottles of beer'.

Looking at the knight on duty, keeping guard, and watching over the prisoner, Cammi had to stifle himself from grinning let alone laugh, at the knight who was looking at him with pleading eyes to be dismissed.

"I wish to speak to the prisoner alone" said Cammi and dismissed the knight.

Waiting for the knight to leave the room, Cammi noticed the relief on the young knight's face, having to get out the room, not that Cammi couldn't blame him.

"You broke my record" said Lalaith rather sulkily.

"Why what the record?" asked Cammi.

"Three, this is my forth time singing it" replied Lalaith "Don't look at me like that, I was getting bored and since I couldn't find anything to keep myself entertained I thought singing was the best opportunity, and wanted to see the record of how many time I could sing it before the knight cracked."

Again Cammi shook his head typically at Lalaith, no wonder the knight's eyes were looking so pleadingly at him.

Now becoming serious again, Cammi asked.

"Are you really who you say you are"

"Yes" replied Lalaith.

"Then you won't mind me asking a few questions" said Cammi.

"No" replied Lalaith.

"Okay, then, what do you remember, from the last time we met" said Cammi.

"You were alone, huddled by the fire, fallen into despair, but still a flicker of hope remained in your eyes" said Lalaith.

Cammi nodded and waited for her to continue.

"Until I came, bearing something, which in turn gave you more hope, and changed the lives and fate of many people, and gummies".

"A gift" muttered Cammi, too quiet for Lalaith to grasp.

"What were they?" asked Cammi.

Lalaith smiled, he was still remembering himself from the past.

"That is not for me to tell, but for you to find out, remember your past, Cammi".

Cammi sighed, that wasn't much help, for all he knew it could take years before he remembered what he received from Lalaith.

"But I can say, that one of items I bore with me, was an enchanted book of the night sky" said Lalaith.

"The diary" said Cammi.

"Yes, but the most important other gifts you must remember them, and where they were last located" said Lalaith.

Cammi looked at her quizzingly, but then realized just how much she sounded like the guardian angel which protected him, Lalaith.

Reaching his hand inside his cloak, he pulled out the scroll he received from Stanney. Staring hard at the scroll, tied and held together by a black ribbon, Cammi's eyes began to flicker again, another memory resurfacing.

Lalaith smiled again at Cammi, good his memories were returning to him, then hopefully he would recognize her, and let her out of this boring miserable place.

Flashback

A young girl stood before him, a smile dancing on her lips, and her eyes glistering. She was the most striking and beautifulist thing he'd ever seen, yet alone witnessed, to see a guardian of what she proclaimed to be.

He smiled back, and looked down at what he held, a book, the most enchanting and glorious book he'd ever seen, and was told that it intimidated the night sky.

He received another book, which interested him greatly. The book of Spirits and guardians, which held the knowledge and secrets all about them, this he would certainly use against Tarquan.

Then feeling her eyes on him, he looked up, and saw something else in her hands, which he least expected from a child, a sword.

Immediately already drawn to it, he reached out, and wrapping his fingers around its sheath, he took it from her. Inspecting the cover, his other hand, then clasped around the hilt of the sword, and slowly he slid it out from the cover, until it was fully out.

Then the most unusual thing happened, it began to glow, the light of the sword gradually growing brighter and stronger, lightening the forest area of which he stood, then it dimmed, until it only remained a small light round his sword, and Lalaith was gone.

End of flashback

"The Sword of Justice" said Cammi.

"Yes, but what else" said Lalaith.

Cammi eyed Lalaith, and figured that she must be Lalaith, only the real one would know what she gave him, for it wasn't written in any other books of what gifts he received and from who, and the diary was the only thing he knew he received from her, for he so wrote many years ago.

Now as much as Cammi wanted to believe she was the real Lalaith, he couldn't, not yet, and even if she was, she couldn't be set free, she would be in too much danger, so for her own safety it would be best to leave her in the dungeons.

Another thing which bothered Cammi, was that he couldn't ask her to transform into her real form to find out the truth, because then it would reveal soon enough to everyone who she really was, and that would put Lalaith in an even more dangerous situation, if she was to transform into a guardian.

Turning about to leave, he headed for the stairs when a voice penetrated his thoughts, stopping him in his tracks.

"Hey, Cammi where you going, let me outta here" said Lalaith.

"Oh, I'm sorry but I can't release you"

"And why may I ask, why not?" asked Lalaith evidently not too pleased about the situation.

"Because it's for your own safety" replied Cammi, and smiling devilishly at her he left, all the while Lalaith cries echoing off the walls saying 'Hey, Cammi get back here, right this instant'.

Cammi continued to ignore her cries, figuring she'd get over it, and forgive him in the end, for not releasing her. Cammi reached the top of the stairs a smile plastered on his face, boy did she sound mad he pitied the knight that had to do duty in there next.

Walking away from the entrance to the dungeons everything went quiet and he walked away content with his questioning and the answers he had received when echoing up the staircase Lalaith's voice sounded, "CAMMI DERRUM GUMMI, LET ME OUTTA THIS CAGE, NOW!".

Shocked and surprised he whirled round hoping no one heard that then tiptoed back down the staircase but stopped round the corner to the bottom. Hearing labored breath he popped his head round the corner to see a very distressed Lalaith. Her hands clung so tightly to the bars her knuckles had turned white and he feared they'd crumble to nothing but dust if she kept that up.

Also, he noticed she had collapsed to the floor to her knees and was making a heart braking noise if you listened, was she crying? He felt very tempted to go down and free her and ask her forgiveness, but still he had his doubts, if only she could prove someway that she was who he thought she was.

She raised her head slightly from where it rested on the bars and for a split second he wondered whether her eyes were sky blue not midnight. She looked further up then and one single pure white tear ran down her cheek and fell into her open hand. If possible her saddened look only intensified, but there was also worry.

"This is a tear?" was all she said with much uncertainty. From his hiding place Cammi heard the sound of thunder roar suddenly even though it had been clear skies and bright sun before it was now bucketing it down with rain that had seemingly come from nowhere. Staring intently their eyes met and another salty, mortals tear ran down her cheek for angels don't or seldom cry.

Then it was that Cammi truly with his own eyes witnessed her eyes were sky blue started to change back to the midnight he remembered.

"I'm sorry, but I have no choice" he whispered with a sadness of his own for the mortals pain she was being made to endure.

"I know" she replied then sunk into the shadows.

"Lalaith, LALAITH!" shouted Cammi but she didn't respond.

Slowly walking up the step his feet clapping against the steps with a heavy heart and a sad expression clearly visible on his face he made his way to his room. Now in his room he took out the scroll originally intent on reading it but after his discussion with Lalaith all he wanted to do was vent out these hidden feelings. Walking over to his draw he placed the scroll in it and placed a locking spell on it that held great power so no unwanted trespasser in his room could see it. Walking over to the door with his eyes cast down he opened it and left the room. Now walking in the familiar stone corridors of the castle and his childhood he headed towards the training grounds running into Isabelle on the way.

"Geez, Cammi you look as cheerful as the weather" she said as the thunder roared again and rain poured down.

He gave a pathetically weak smile then just walked on leaving a dumb founded Isabelle behind him.

Cammi's never been like this before she thought as Cammi continued to mope down the corridor. Shrugging her shoulders she decided she was still happy and his not so chipper mood was going to ruin it. So skipping off she went in search of her mother.

Cammi entered the training grounds the rain drenched his clothes in moments but he did notice it was starting to calm, so Lalaith was calming down. Grabbing a staff out of the stand he began to toy with it while his mind played with a thousand possible answers to every question still unasked. He didn't know how long he'd been out or how long he'd training since he had converted to merely toying with his weapon to viciously attacking his invisible enemy. The rain still came down although now it was just a drizzle and gummies were starting to come out again when a voice brought him back to reality.

"Cammi, Cammi" a blue fur gummi dressed in yellow robes, a medallion hanging round his neck, and wore half moon glasses said slightly nudging Cammi's shoulder.

Cammi whirled round and in a second his staff point was ready to attack the gummi until he saw who it was.

Councillor Tosslewind seemed afraid…never had Cammi attacked one of his own kind before or failed to understand what was being said to him as he seemed hardly able to understand his own name or recognize him.

"Cammi, are you all right?"

Again Cammi showed little sign he'd even heard or understood him as his staff remained ready to strike.

"CAMMI!" shouted Councillor Tosslewind and Cammi seemed to come out of his trance lowering his staff and placing it in the stand beside him.

"Cammi, are you all right?" asked Councillor Tosslewind.

"Sorry" was all Cammi said in a small voice that the Councillor couldn't help but think sounded like a child as he seemed to drift off again.

"Come with me, Cammi" said Councillor Tosslewind taking hold of Cammi's hand and leading him into the castle towards the hospital wing.

Guiding him along the corridors they passed by unseen by all and eventually arrived near the hospital.

"No, not there" Cammi nearly screamed, he sounded just like a child, so scared.

Councillor Tosslewind nodded his head in acknowledgement and began leading him towards his room where upon entering Cammi's room, laid him down on his bed, he was just acting like a child. Heading towards the door he was about to leave when Cammi all but screamed again, "Please, no, don't leave me" his eyes filled with tears and fear.

Nodding again, he took a place at Cammi's side but using his magic informed his mother who was with his father than something was seriously wrong with Cammi.

Cammi sat up in his bed and embraced his knees while rocking back and forth murmuring incoherently. Silently the Councillor observed Cammi's actions and what he said although he could make out very little of any importance until he just seemed to freeze and start talking very fast.

"Cammi, Cammi, slow down I can't understand you" said Councillor Tosslewind placing his hand on Cammi's arm so he looked at him.

Cammi just stared at the Councillor but Councillor Tosslewind knew he didn't see him.

"Lalaith...cries a mortals pain" said Cammi before passing out on the bed.

"CAMMI!" shouted his parents as they burst through the door.

"What's wrong?" asked Meloni clearly worried at seeing her unconscious son.

"He seems to be acting like a child, he can't seem to talk properly, think for himself. He needs to be told everything" explained Councillor Tosslewind.

"What's happening?" asked Isabelle running in after sensing something wrong with her family.

"Isabelle, go to your room" said Sir Plucki gently nudging her out the door.

"But, Cammi..."she said before she was cut off.

"Go" her father said a little bit more forcefully and she obeyed.

"How could this have happened?" said Sir Plucki walking over to Cammi's side.

"It could be Altanion" suggested Meloni.

"No" replied the Councillor " I already checked him for magic and there is none"    

"Then what?" asked Meloni.

"It could be the stress he's been suffering for the past months and the injury to his family and friends" suggested Councillor Tosslewind keeping back the information Cammi gave him before passing out for future investigation.

Content with that his parents sat down at Cammi's side while the Councillor summoned the medics to do what they could for Cammi. Leaving as the medics arrived to which they couldn't figure what happened to Cammi when he came round so until this condition wore off he was ordered to stay in his room with someone to check on him regularly as he had to be told everything when he became responsive and needed help feeding himself.

A FEW HOURS LATER

Cammi was staring blankly at the ceiling but not seeing, he didn't see, hear, smell or feel anything at the moment. He just appeared now to be there in body but not in mind or soul, which was increasingly worrying the medics as Cammi seemed to be going from bad to worse.

Now late evening Lilli sat by his side whispering and trying to comfort him and bring him out of the state he'd now fallen into, but with no success. Night swiftly approached and Cammi's stomach grumbled demanding food, but still he lay motionless and alone. Nights dark veil covered the sky and stars poked through shining down on the earth as a dark figure snuck into Cammi's room.

"Cammi...Cammi" they said snapping their fingers in front of his eyes.

"Come on, Cammi wake up" said Stanney.

Cammi did make a weak and pathetic sound to show Stanney he was there and listening.

"CAMMI" he replied ecstatically.

"Come on, Cammi snap out of it I need to talk to you" Stanney replied hurriedly.

Cammi tried to speak and sit up but was instantly pushed down again by Stanney who gasped with eyes bulging at Cammi's attempts. When Cammi hit the pillow however he reverted back to being motionless and unresponsive, so Stanney deeming it impossible to talk right now left him at peace and went back to the hospital wing where hopefully he would be let out tomorrow. Hours passed and soon it was early morning but still Cammi lay in his coma, but now things had changed he was reliving his past and days with Lalaith where he shared her pain (but that was few and mostly his), her joy and happiness and there triumphs together. In his present state he smiled fully and his eyes filled with joy as the memories played over and over together.

"britum mi forum abeium fortu" his voice gurgled out in his baby like vocabulary.

A weak shimmering yellow glow covered his entire being lifting him a foot of the bed. The light intensified until it lit up his entire room but it never shone out of his window as if an invisible blind was stopping it. The magic worked its wonders in silence changing many colours before Cammi's once blind eyes slid shut. The light dimming Cammi's body levitated gently back down to the bed placing him softly onto it, the spell over. Cammi's eyes opened but his young, bouncy and mischievous glint was gone from his eyes but replaced with an old, wise eyes. Getting up from the bed wearing a serious expression on his face he headed out the door his destination the dungeons.

Walking down the corridors of Gummadoon he smiled many years had passed but the castle was just the way he remembered it. Slipping through the shadows to avoid detection he made it to the dungeons unseen by the night guards he just had to deal with the one guarding Lalaith. Sneaking down the staircase he neared the bottom and for the first time breathed while being in this body.

This body was different and younger but it still had the same fighting spirit he possessed in life. Grabbing the staff leant up against the wall he blew hard on it causing the gummi knight to collapse to the ground right in front of Lalaith's cell where he'd been checking on her. Dropping the staff it clattered to the floor waking Lalaith from her sleeping form.

"Who's there?" she asked slightly scared when she saw the knight asleep at the door of her cell.

"Do you not know?" a deep masculine voice asked.

"Cammi" said Lalaith looking at him then rubbing the sleep out of her eyes they went wide and her mouthy hung open.

"Glad to see you remember" said Cammi emerging from the shadows.

"Derrum, but how can you be here you've been dead 800 years" said Lalaith.

"Yes, I have.. but I live on in Cammi" he replied.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, bad gummi you know your not supposed to invade your incarnates body what if the heavenly council found out" said Lalaith folding her arms over her chest.

"Nice to see you to, Lalaith" replied Derrum.

"How did you manage to become yourself in Cammi?" asked Lalaith.

"Interesting question. You mentioned the gifts to Cammi, which triggered many memories of my life, but then you became upset. That surge of power from your grief and Cammi's troubled mind sent him into a magic induced coma, but don't worry your magic has been undetectable and you were unaware you even did it. Cammi will wake up tomorrow as normal and I would say you can expect him to come down with a few questions" he said smiling.

"How long will you be here for?" asked Lalaith.

"Not long, my power is weak and fading fast I will be gone in an hour at most"

"Will you ever come back?"

"Maybe for a short time in the future but only with my reincarnates approval"

Lalaith's head hung low and Derrum looked at her knowingly.

"Don't worry Lalaith we will meet again before this evil is defeated" he said kissing her cheek then disappearing.

"Derrum" she whispered from her place on the floor in the torch lit cell not noticing another figure slip away into the darkness of night.

MORNING

The sun shone in brightly through Cammi's open window as he groaned and rolled over onto his side.

"Cammi" a concerned voice asked.

He yawned loudly then and opened his sleepy eyes to look up at his mother.

"Cammi" she asked again.

"Mother" he replied and she smiled and pulled him to her in a tight but quick hug.

"Mum" said Cammi trying to free himself from his mothers embrace as Lilly and Stanney walked in.

"You rest today, Cammi," she said smiling before leaving room and a now upset Cammi.

"Are how cute cooche, cooche, coo" said Stanney suddenly acting very immature making Cammi give him a dirty look and clench his fist while Lilly looked at him disapprovingly then told him to be quiet.

Stanney now stood in the corner of the room looking like a scolded cub while Lilly gave Cammi a check over.

"Well, you appear to be completely fine," said Lilly getting up from her place on his bed and heading towards the door.

She opened the door and was about to leave when Cammi very quickly blurted out, "You don't have to leave"

Lilly smiled at him knowingly but said she was sorry and had things to do then left. Cammi then looked over at Stanney who had a smug look on his face then said, "Don't even say a word"

"What?" said Stanney shrugging his shoulders.

Cammi just looked at him while Stanney smiled, but then turned serious, "Anyway Cammi, we have more important things to discuss involving your new friend down in the dungeons".

"What about her?"

TBC…