A/N: Sorry I didn't update sooner. Also sorry about the underlining on the last chapter. I have a crappy computer and sometimes it freaks out. Ok so read my story. And review too. I'll probably write two more chapters after this one.
The trio of girls, normally happy and talkative, went dead silent. Their silence drew George's attention. Soon even Jon, who was at the head of the table, looked their way. Daine felt tears well in her eyes as she stood. Her voice wavering, she told the silent table of friends.
"I don't fell well. If going to go to bed." Avoiding Numair's eyes as well as everyone else's, she walked as quickly as possible and still be walking. Once outside the door, the tears came. Salty tears of self pity. She ran as fast as her legs would take her, but it wasn't fast enough. Knowing her room was still a long ways off she transformed into a palace dog and, clothes in her mouth, fled to her room.
Once there she slammed into the door to shut it. As she did her concentration broke and she fell back into her human shape. Convulsing with tears she dressed and pulled her self onto her bed. After what seemed like hours Kitten voiced a soft inquiring trill. Daine pulled herself up into a sin and pulled the dragon close to her.
"O Kit. How could he do this to me. Once upon a time he told me he loved me. He said he thought I would leave him because he was older than me. Older in years, yes, but in maturity he is still a child." Kitten chirped in inquiry. Daine understood and began to retell the whole tale. As she came to a close her tears started up again.
"I cant believe I thought he really loved me. He proposed to me. I wonder if eh does that to every court maiden he tries to bed. I suppose I fell for an old player's tricks. He never loved me did he? He just wanted to bed me and be done with me." Daine was startled out of her self pity by a knock on the door. I bet its some person wondering why I dared to show emotion she thought grimly. Opening the door she was startled by the size of the figure it bore.
Easily a foot taller than her stood the famous mage Numair. She immediately barked a greeting.
"What do you want?" Numair walked into her room and shut the door behind himself.
"Why did you leave so suddenly?"
"You of all people should know."
"What does that mean?"
"It means I cant believe you would do something like this to me!" Her tone made the tall mage worry.
"What did I do Magelet?" even his pet name for her couldn't calm the anger inside her.
"This." She thrust the letter under his nose. He recognized the scent and his eyes grew wide.
"How did you find this?"
"A feline affiliate."
"Daineā¦"
"Don't try to get yourself out of this."
"Please Daine, just listen to me."
"Ok. I would hurry if I were you though. There are two wolf hounds coming this way and they know I'm mad." Numair knew the dogs would tear his to shreds trying to please Daine, so he talked quickly.
"Last summer in Carthak, I spent a lot of time with Varice. I knew I loved you, but I didn't want to soil you reputation, so I continued on as normal. I thought about telling you. then I saw how much time you were spending with the prince. I wanted you to be happy."
"Ok, so now its my fault?"
"No! It was late, I was drunk, in bed , and tired." The thought of Numair "in bed" made Daine flinch. "She kept hounding me about where out relationship was going, so I proposed. But then I found out you loved me too. Two weeks ago I sent a letter telling her the wedding was off. This was written before she got my letter."
"So do you just want me to pretend nothing happened?" Daine was beginning to feel tears again. She hid them with wit.
"No. You see, as a mage, sometime I can see things that haven't happened. Not details, just feelings and people. When I looked into me future with Varice I saw anger and divorce. With you I saw love, and a baby girl." Daine felt surprised but somehow like she wanted to cry for joy at the thought of having a daughter with him. "The love I felt for out child had changed me. The love I feel for you has changed me. Please don't take that future away. I want that future."
A/N: Its sick the joy I get from writing cliffies that will drive anyone who reads this mad. I will continue the story. I need some input on what to do with Varice though. So REVIEW! YAY!
