After Dawn: Chapter 3
Sorry about the wait. This chapter is fairly plot less, for it's (re)introducing a special character.
Numair Salmalín sat back on his chair with a sigh of absolute boredom. He glanced around the dining room: Josefite, his 7-year old daughter, glared at her plate, annoyed that her older brother, Alexondria, got to have the last piece of chocolate cake. They were such super-fecial children. They never agreed on anything. He had never fought with anyone about anything but the welfare of people he loved. His wife, Serine of Kantoá, smiled at him through lowered eyelashes. "Numair, what's the matter?" she said. Her voice was low and drawling; it used to soothe him. Now it only bored him witless.
What he really wanted to say was: I'm bored. I don't love you. I love Daine and I want her back. Like I have for the past 10 years. He remained silent, a sullen look on his face. There was a knock on the door and his brother-in-law's squire came in. He walked nervously over to Numair and bowed "Master Salmalín, there is a girl here to see you. She says her name is Etienne and she seems distraught."
Numair nodded and excused himself from his dinner. He left the room, trying to seem casual. If he stayed, all he'd have to look forward to was going to bed. With Serine. He shuddered at the thought. 12 years of marriage had done that to him. He neared the warm cosy parlour and when he did he stopped. A version of Daine when she was about eleven, sat on his chairs.
This is fairly short so i'll put up another chapter within 3 days if i get 3 reveiws