Sharia read the note. The note gave a detailed description of Kiaba and Sharia along with an offer of 10,000 gold pieces to whoever killed them. It also hinted at the dark alliance behind the plague. Sharia stopped read.
After he was certain that Sharia was finished Kiaba said, "As I was leaving the prison, several men suddenly were at the door. They couldn't possible by inmates; their weaponry was enchanted. One of them was carrying that. It does confirm what I have already stated: this Wailing Death is an unnatural plague. Someone or something made."
Aribeth took the note and read it herself. She turned to Sharia, "I'll give this to Aarin. He is the one in charge of finding the conspiracy behind the plague." Aribeth looked Sharia over top to bottom as she said, "I suggest that you rest before continuing the search for the other two waterdhavian creatures. You look extremely tried."
"I also request that you take a bath, too." Kiaba add. "You smell like you were in a sewer andjust because you belong there doesn't mean your smell should remind me." At that comment, Sharia hit Kiaba on the back of the head. "Ow! The abuse!" Kiaba turned, "Do you treatAribethlike this, too?"
Aribeth smiled, "I'm glad to see that you're feeling better, Kiaba." Aribeth then walked away. Kiaba was staring at her the entire time. "What did that mean?" Sharia asked. Kiaba shurgged.
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Kiaba stood on the ledge of the balcony watching the stars. The hall of justice seemed to have a beautiful garden. He looked that the tattoos on his arms then back at the stars. The Necklace of Imprisonment around his neck and gave it a small tug. The necklace was nearly unbreakable was always. Kiaba then looked a Sharia.
Sharia spelt soundlessly under the covers of the bed which was provided. Kiaba didn't sleep much so he normally stood guard. She seemed so peaceful when she was asleep. Kiaba hated being around people, mortal of otherwise. He hated it because he then starts to like them… and then care for them. When he thought about it more, the only one he has spent more time around then Sharia was Calius. Then again…
A small sound caught Kiaba's ears. He looked outside again. Awoman in a beautiful white dress was in the garden. She was hugging a statue of Tyr, for some reason or another. Kiaba watched on. Walked away from the statue and drew something. Kiaba quickly realized it was a dagger. What was she doing?
Kiaba jumped down landing in the garden. The women when the woman turned around, Kiaba's heart seemed to skip a beat. It was Aribeth de Tylmarande. She was more lovely then ever in the winter white dress. From the look of her face, she seem to been surprised to see him.
"Can I help you, Kiaba?" Aribeth asked as she tried to compose herself. Kiaba blinked of a second before asking. "What are you doing with that?" Kiaba pointed to the dagger. "You mean this?" Aribeth said as she looked at it. "It was a gift."
Kiaba looked at the dagger of a second. It was well crafted, with a jeweled hilt. He looked at her face. "Why is you face wet?" he asked.
Aribeth blinked at the question. Because she had been crying, of course! Then it dawned on her. Kiaba probably didn't know what crying was. Devils don't cry. She sniffled as she tried to dry up one. "Your eyes are leaking water? Why?" Kiaba asked.
"It's called crying. It's something mortals do. I can't really explain why because we don't for all sorts of reasons." Aribeth explained. "Like when were sad, for example." Kiaba thought about that. He saw Sharia do it before. "Are you? Sad I mean." Kiaba asked.
Aribeth smiled a little. "It nothing. I was just remembering." Aribeth looked at Kiaba for a moment. "What brings you out here this time of night?" Aribeth asked. Kiaba shrugged. "Boredom. If what your remembering is nothing, then way are you sad?"
Aribeth was caught of guard by the question. "Have you ever been in love?" Aribeth asked, but ever as she asked she said, "Of course you haven't. You're a devil." Kiaba didn't say anything.
"I was remembering Fenthick. I hoped that Tyr is taking good care of him." Aribeth said, "I was praying for him and then I suddenly broke into tears." Kiaba was about to ask what a tear was but Aribeth say to question coming. "Tears are what come out a mortal's eyes when they cry." Kiaba nodded.
"You see, this dagger was a gift from him on my most resent birthday. It was wearing this dress he proposed to me. I said yes. That was before the plague." Aribeth didn't know why she was saying all of this. "Me, Sharia, and Fenthick met that the academy. We also graduated together. We all have always been close.
"I will take it that was why Sharia was crying the night we got here? Because she just found out that this Fenthick died of the plague. I assume he die from the plague."
Aribeth nodded as another tear rolled down her face. "I didn't know she was crying." Aribeth said. "I didn't know she was sad." Kiaba said, "I also got the impression that she didn't want me to watch it." Kiaba then smiled.
Aribeth noted something that she had never seen in Kiaba before: affection. Kiaba then said, "Well, I going to get back to what I was doing before I saw you here. You look like you wound like to be alone now." Kiaba jumped into the air toward the balcony which lead to Sharia's room.
Aribeth looked back toward the Statue of Tyr and nodded. She then put the dagger way. She then smiled again. "Thank you." She whispered. "I forget that the gods work in mystrious ways."