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Chapter 6-A year and a day
Taver's death caused the entire Heraldic circle to be on its guard. It wasn't uncommon to see heralds fully armed lurking near the King or his new King's Own. Though fewer were around the King's Own, for if she saw them, she would ask them to bout with her-not a thing most wanted to do, for she would win.
As for Tamara, she was Adjusting. That's all I ever do, I adjust. Blech. Though she found the increasing tasks of King's Own overwhelming, she adjusted. He favorite time of the day, or rather of the night, was the evening when she would spend several hours with Roald and the Cyran. These hours were her most enjoyable for she felt most like herself at these moments, even as Cyran and Roald quizzed her on her new duties. Tamara never felt lonely anymore, not with the King and Roald as her constant companions, though sometimes she still wondered how Zai was; he had been sent out on a circuit up by the northern boarder after Taver's burial.
Zai sent her letters every day, and she was rather alarmed with their frequency but because of her duties she often forgot about it. The one constant in her ever busy, every changing life was, oddly enough, her schedule. While the people may have changed daily, what she did actually the same day in day out.
Tamara and the Cyran spent almost every waking moment together, even when they weren't working. Tamara sure didn't understand why she was so drawn to the King, but since it appeared to be mutual, she would just shrug it off. Cyran on the other hand was very bewildered about this attraction to her, that he often spent long hours, usually during audiences, talking to Sensar about it. But Sensar never gave a satisfactory answer, it was as if he was hiding something.
A year after Taver's death the heralds gradually ceased to guard the king as closely, much to the king's delight, and things became more normal. By this time Tamara was respected for both her knowledge and common sense and nothing could shake her from her seat. The King gradually started debating thinking about taking his relationship with Tamara to another level when once again the fates decided it was time to screw things up again.
Zai's letters stopped coming
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Authors note: Yeah its short, I was planning on it being longer but I figured I better just post something while I have it since I haven't in a while. Hopefully once my schedule evens out I'll post more often.