Emmy: Look Raven! There are more of them! Yay! They're coming back! I'm so happy! (Cries in happiness) SORRY ABOUT THE MIX UP IN CHAPTERS!
Raven: Yeah…well here's the next chapter. We'll have to work on the one after this. WE haven't finished that yet….
Chapter 13: Truth Revealed
After a while Razziel got bored. "Tobe," she said. "I think I'll go back to my room. This ball isn't as fun as I thought it would be." Tobe nodded his head sleepily.
"That's because we're the youngest people here," he answered, yawning.
"You're already tired? I wonder what time it is." Razziel said aloud. The ball had started at little before sunset, and they had been there about an hour, maybe two or three. "It's probably around midnight, she said to Tobe.
"I'm off to bed then," he said, getting up.
"I'll come too."
The two slowly made their way to the exit. The wooden door led into the interior of the palace. Two guards were placed at each side of the door. At first Razziel thought they would have a hard time getting the guards to believe they actually lived in the palace but as soon as she stated her name they stepped aside.
It was only after the doors shut that Tobe ask, "Hey, weren't you wearing a shawl earlier?" Razziel felt around her neck.
"Oh no!" she cried. "I must have left it on the balcony. I'll have to go get it. Lalasa worked hard to make it."
"You want me to come with you?" Tobe asked.
"No, you go on ahead, but remember, if the door's locked go back to the servants' quarters and sleep in the pallet you used last night." Tobe nodded his head and walked the rest of the way down the hall.
Razziel quickly ran through the wooden doors, past two very surprised guards, and over towards the balcony. She was relieved to see her shawl was lying on the bench were she'd left it but as she got closer the breeze suddenly picked up, making the shawl inch off the bench. She tried to grab it but if flew over the rail before she could grab it.
"Drat!" she said crossly. Now she would have to go down to the garden. Razziel made her way through the decreasing crowd. Many people were leaving or were already gone. She pushed past two large women before finding the stairway leading down to the garden.
It was a pleasant place to be, very beautiful, but clouds were beginning to cover the sky. Most of the stars had disappeared behind the gray mist, making it dark. Nobody else was in the garden, at least, nobody she could see. Razziel looked around her, almost expecting someone to pop out and scare her. She only heard the sound of spring, crickets, owls and the wind. Still, she wanted to find her shawl quickly. It was hard to see by only the light of the small moon but Razziel made out a slender shape caught in the roses. She hoped it wasn't ripped. She carefully removed it from the thorny roses, making sure it wasn't damaged. Satisfied with her find she turned to leave but stopped. Someone was behind her, but she couldn't tell whom. Their face engulfed in shadow but she could tell it was a he by the cloths he was wearing. She also noticed he was a big man, and that scared her.
"Excuse me," he said. "I noticed you back in the ballroom but you passed by so quickly I didn't have time to talk to you," the sly voice said. Razziel recognized it.
"I'm sorry Sir I must be going now," she said, trying to go around him. He blocked her path.
"You look familiar. Where are you from?" he asked. Razziel's heart began to beat faster.
"I am a servant at the castle," she answered, still trying to escape.
"A servant? How dose a servant find cloths like that?" he asked, fingering her shawl.
"I am an honored guest of the castle. I was with Keldary as she saved the world. I was there saving it right along with her," Razziel replied. This actually might have annoyed her that Kel was getting all the attention, but that didn't matter now.
"Oh really?" the man asked, stepping closer.
"Yes," Razziel replied sternly. "Now let me through." The man chuckled.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"None of your business!" Razziel replied, still trying pass.
"Tell me!" the man said, annoyance in his voice. Razziel was prepared to scream. She could claim he had tried to kidnap her or rape her. He wouldn't be able to take her.
"Tell me!" he commanded, grabbing her arm.
"It's-Hannah!" Razziel said, using the first name that came to her mind. The man chuckled, and loosened his grip on her arm.
"Oh please. You expect me to believe that, Razziel?"
Razziel hadn't heard her true name in such a long time. It felt strange to have him say it.
"What do you mean?" Razziel asked.
"Come on. I'm not an idiot. We've been looking for you for months darling. You were naughty, running off like that," Donion said, acting as if she was a misbehaved toddler.
"I'm not your darling! Leave me alone you creep!" Razziel cried, digging her fingers into his wrist. Donion let go of her arm, giving her a chance to run by. Even though he was fat Donion was quick enough to spin around and grab her skirt, making her fall to the ground.
"Let me go!" Razziel screamed. She kicked his head as hard as she could, causing it bleed. Donion let go to tend to his wound and Razziel sprung for the stairs but a muscular man blacked her path. "Move! Didn't you see what that man just did!" Razziel cried. The muscular man didn't move.
"He is my servant," Donion said, getting up. Razziel felt trapped. There was no way out. She turned to Donion.
"I demand you let me go right this minute!" she cried. Donion glared at her.
"Do you know how much trouble you've caused? The wedding had to be postponed, and I had to help go look for you! I have much better things to do then go look for some child! It's ironic that it was me who found you?" Razziel didn't answer.
"I'll make you a deal. We can pretend that you were kidnapped by locals and held in the village. Then I came along, killed the men using my swift sword fighting skills and saved you from certain doom. What do you think?" Donion asked. It was Razziel's turn to chuckle.
"Like anyone would believe you saved me from 'certain doom'. I know a ten-year-old who could beat you in sword fight. It doesn't matter though because I'm not going with you." Donion raised his eyebrows.
"And what makes you think I'm just going to leave you here?" he asked. Razziel smiled.
"Well, when I came to the palace I began work as an indentured servant," Razziel said slowly, so he would understand. Donion frowned.
"When I became an indentured servant I signed some papers clearly stating that I belonged to Owen of Jesslaw." Donion still frowned.
"That means," Razziel continued, "That if you take me you're stealing. That's a criminal act. Besides that, the moment I disappear people will be searching for me everywhere. I know many people in this palace and I wasn't lying when I said I went with Keldary on her quest. You can't make it out of here without somebody seeing you." Donion grunted but didn't seem to lose his confidence.
"So, you think you have friends in high places? Well how friendly will they be when they discover your no poor little servant girl, but in fact the run away daughter of Sir Andrew of Pearlmouth? Hmm?"
Razziel's heart was pounding again. She hadn't though of that. Would Kel hate her for lying? Would they let Donion take her away? Owen was the one who officially owned her. Would he give her up?
Donion was smirking. "The best thing to do my darling is to come home with me. You're a bit small but I'm sure we can live a happy life together. Besides, don't you want to see your father? He's been roaming the countryside with some other men, searching for you for months. You wouldn't want to disappoint him now would you?" Donion's words stung. She didn't like him calling her pet names and she didn't like the thought of her father searching for her. Did he really miss her or did he just want to money? Razziel's head was spinning. She swallowed.
"Don't call be darling you big fat blob. It doesn't matter what you say, I'm not leaving." This seemed to make Donion angry.
"Yes you will!" he insisted.
"No I won't," Razziel replied arrogantly. This made Donion angrier. He grabbed at Razziel but she stepped back, bumping into the guard. The guard pushed her forward, straight at Donion. She slid to the right but as she shot past him Donion grabbed her hair, destroying its fancy knot. Her hair dropped over her eyes, and she shook her head trying to escape Donion's hold.
"You think-!" he growled. "-All you have to do is cut your hair and you can just run away? Just leave everything behind?" he turned her head so that she was staring straight into his angry eyes. "You can't run Razziel. You are mine and I'll take you wherever I want to. I can do with you whatever I want to. You belong to me!"
The ball of fear in Razziel's chest evaporated into a ball of anger. How dare he speak to her that way! All the training Kel had taught her on their way to Saria's castle took hold of her body. She dug her fingernails deeply into the weak spot of his wrist and flipped his arm up and around his back. He tried to make her let, giving her the perfect chance to punch him square in the face. He took a few steps back but Razziel still held his arm back. This time Donion went for Razziel's hair instead of her arm. She pulled on his arm and he pulled on her hair, and both glared at each other. Razziel wanted to cause him so much pain, and she knew exactly where to hit. While both his hands were busy holding her arm and hair she took a step closer and using the point of her shoe kicked him as hard as she could right in-between his legs.
Donion's face contorted into a look of pain. His eye grew big and his mouth hung open. Immediately his grip loosened, and his knees wobbled as he sunk to the floor. Razziel almost laughed in his face but instead she stepped back before he could grab at her legs. Then she turned to the guard. He seemed unable to decide if he should grab Razziel or help his employer.
"I suggest you get out of my way," Razziel said in the same arrogant tone. The guard glared at her and blocked the door as a reply. "Well, if that's the way you feel…" Razziel said sweetly.
Tobe's P.O.V (Yay for Tobe!)
Tobe knew something was wrong. Razz had only gone back to get a shawl but she had been gone for a long time. Tobe had already made it to Kel's room, which was locked once again, and walked all the way back down to the servants' wing but Razz was still not back. He was getting worried. Razz had been scared earlier. He had seen it in her eyes. It had to do with the girl Seaver was flirting with. Razz could be in trouble, and Tobe wasn't there to help her. Tobe knew about the evil people of the world. He had spent three years of his life with one of them. His old master was a drunk, and an abuser. Tobe had seen how he looked at the young girls.
With that last thought Tobe slipped into his shoes and dashed out the door. It was late at night, the ball was ending, and the halls were dimly lit. It was scary. The dark made the thoughts and worries going through his head seem real. He felt as if any moment he would hear a scream, see a figure, find a body.
"Stop thinking like that!" Tobe told himself. He went up three flights of stairs and halted when he realized Kel, Neal, and many of the other's rooms were close by. He considered waking them up but if he was wrong about Razziel being in trouble they would be pretty mad and he would look like a fool. Then again if he was right and Razz was in danger could he help her on his own? What if she got hurt-or worse-because he hadn't gone for help?
Tobe finally decided to go solo. He ran down the halls as fast as he could, his heart thumping. It was when he reached the guarded door that he had problems. He entered the slowly emptying ballroom and was trying to figure, out which way the balcony was when a hand grabbed his shoulder, scaring him half to death.
"Where do you think you're going?" one of the guards asked.
"My friend came back here but never returned and I think something might have happened to her," Tobe replied hurriedly, every second he wasted was a second Razz could be getting hurt.
"I remember you two," the other guard said. "We're not supposed to let anymore people pass between this door so you have to go back. We'll do your friend a favor and let her pass this time." Tobe clenched his fists impatiently.
"You don't understand she could be hurt or something!" Tobe told them worriedly.
"Don't be silly lad. Why would anyone want to harm a servant? Now go back to where you came from," the first guard said firmly.
Tobe was tired of this. Instead of arguing with them he darted into the moving crowd. Pushing past people he made his way to a less crowded edge of the room. There he saw the balcony but to be disappointment the thick glass paned doors were locked. Perhaps Razz had gotten herself locked on the other side? Tobe looked but saw nobody. Where could she be? Perhaps she had already made it back to the room and Tobe had missed her in his frantic state of mind. Somehow that didn't seem right. Then a scary thought slithered through his head. It made his whole body feel cold. Could she have fallen off the edge? Could the shawl have picked up in the wind and when Razz had tried to catch it slipped and fallen?
Tobe really didn't want to but he had to check. He had to see…he had to know for sure. The door leading to the garden was iron, decorated with pretty flowers, but the flowers were made of metal. They weren't alive. They looked so sad…so dead.
Every step down the cold, hard staircase felt like a step closer to Tobe's own doom. It was too dark to see. He felt his way down into the darkness, felling the cool night breeze already. It was then that heard something behind him. Every hair on his head stood up. There were light, but very close footsteps behind them. Every muscle in his body screamed to move. Run! Turn around! Do something! But Tobe couldn't move. He was frozen in fear. In the darkness he was vulnerable to any attack.
Suddenly Tobe could move his body. He jerked to the right and then turned around, not sure where to go. It was when he turned around did he see the giant figure behind him. Shadows covered his face but Tobe could see the outline of a muscular body. A strong force hit Tobe's chest, knocking the breath out of him. He hit the wall hard, before tripping down the stone steps. It was a painful ride down the cold, hard, stairs. He was cut and bruised, and every bone in his body hurt. His tumble finally ended, but he didn't get up off the floor. He knew as it got fuzzy that he had probably injured his head and that Razz, without a doubt, was in great danger, but he'd have to wait till he came to before he could help her. It was only then did he hear a scream.
Razziel's P.O.V
Razziel let out a sharp scream. "Help! Help! Kidnappers! Help me!" she cried at the top of her lungs. The guard stepped back in surprise then quickly tried to grab her. Razziel was no match for the muscular man but she continued to scream-somebody had to hear her. There were hundreds of people in the palace. It would be impossible for no one to hear her. As she expected the guard slapped his hand over her mouth to silence her. He only managed to get himself a bloody scar on his index finger.
"Help me!" Razziel cried again. This time the man stuffed Razziel's own shawl in her mouth. Then he produced a bag and a coil of rope from what seemed out of no where and before Razziel could do anything her hands were tied behind her back and she was stuffed into a small uncomfortable ball. She kicked and punched but it did no good. Then she listened.
"You-will-pay for this Razziel," she heard Donion said in a squeaky voice.
Then she was carried away, to where, she didn't know, but she hoped somebody would come soon. The fear that had been engulfed by anger slowly began to return.
Kel's P.O.V
There was a thumping in the distance. Kel couldn't understand what it was. Then she realized someone was knocking on her door. She opened her eyes and looked around in the darkness. Dom was lying next to her, still asleep. She untangled herself from the sheets and walked to the door. Who would be about at this hour? She opened the door a crack and looked out.
"Lady Keldary?" a guard asked.
"Yes, what is it?" she asked.
"You are needed at once in the ballroom."
"Why?" Kel asked, hoping more people didn't want to greet her.
"All I know is a girl has disappeared and a boy who says he belongs to you is down there with a healer and some other people.
"Thank you," Kel replied, shutting the door.
Kel quickly pulled on some breeches and bent over the bed.
"Dom?" she called softly, shaking him. He grunted and opened his eyes.
"What?"
"Put some cloths on, we have to go down to the ballroom," Kel replied.
"No, not again…" Dom groaned, pulling the blankets closer.
"Yes. Something's wrong, and I think Razz and Tobe are involved." Dom sighed and stumbled out of bed.
"It will be a miracle if I get any sleep tonight," he growled.
"This is serious," Kel said. Dom grunted and the two quickly changed into breeches and a tunic before jogging down to the ballroom.
There they found tired, grumpy, but worried Owen, and Neal. There was also a beat up Tobe being tended to by a healer. As soon as he spotted Kel he pulled away from the healer and ran over.
"Kel finally you're here. They took her!" he cried. The healer followed after Tobe and grumbled something about staying still.
"Who? What's this all about?" Kel asked her friends.
"The guards found him by the staircase with a good bump on his head," Neal informed her.
"When he came to he said Razz was kidnapped," Owen added a hint of guilt in his throat. "I should have made sure she was ok before leaving for bed…"
"Don't blame yourself. We should have expected this to happen. People from all over the world coming to one place. Anything was possible," Neal said.
"Razz? She was the servant girl who broke us out of our cell?" Dom asked.
"Yes," Neal replied. "A young, gifted, pretty girl. Mithros knows where she is right now." Kel realized what terrible things Neal was talking about.
"What happened Tobe?" Kel asked. "You're all beat up."
"He'd be fine by now if he'd just hold still..." the healer grumbled. Kel could make out the biggest bruise under his left eye, and saw that there was even blood mixed into his blonde hair. Although Tobe acted as if he was fine and dandy.
"We were leaving the ball and she went back to get her shawl but she never came back. I went to look for her but I fell-no I was pushed down the stairs leading to the garden," he replied.
"You were pushed down the stairs? Are you sure Razz is missing?"
"Yes! She's gone! I heard her scream. We have to go find her!" Tobe cried.
"She never came back up to the room and we've sent people searching throughout the castle," Owen said.
Kel sighed. What could they do?
"Could a mage scry for her?" Kel asked. Neal shook his head.
"Sadly I can't scry and almost everyone is asleep. Nobody would wake up in the middle of the night to look for a servant. In fact most people wouldn't scry for a servant."
"Do we have any idea where she might be?" Kel asked.
"Well," Tobe began. "She was acting scared before she disappeared. We were-well…we were spying on Seaver. Not my idea. He was flirting with some girl Razz thought she knew but then Razz told me she was mistaken. She started acting strange. She looked scared. She even ran away into the crowd and I found her later." Kel thought.
"Will someone wake Seaver? We need to know the name of the girl he was with. If Razz recognized her maybe the girl is involved somehow."
Five minutes later Seaver was down in his breeches and tunic.
"What's all the fuss about?" he asked sleepily.
"Seaver, who was that girl you were flirting with at the ball?" Kel asked. Seaver gave her a look.
"You woke me up and got me down here to ask me about my personal life?" he asked in an exasperated tone.
"No. Razz, you know? She has black hair? She's gone and we think she's been kidnapped."
"You sure?" Seaver questioned. "This is a big castle. She could be anywhere. Or she might have even left on her own."
"No," Tobe said, shaking his head and stepping forward. "She was going to the servant's quarters with me. She went back to get her shawl and disappeared."
"Then he went to find her and got a bit of a beating," Owen added. Seaver glanced at Tobe.
"So you woke me up in the middle of the night so you could find a missing servant? I still don't see where I come in," he said. Kel eyed Tobe. He glanced at her, knowing he would have to confess.
"Well…you see Razz thought that girl you were with looked like someone she knew so we kinda spied on you. She looked scared after seeing that girl," Tobe said sheepishly.
"Who was she?" Dom asked, turning towards Seaver. Seaver reddened a bit.
"She said her name with Thalia of Pearlshell but was originally Thalia of Pearlmouth.
"Thalia of Pearlmouth…" Kel thought aloud. She had heard that name somewhere. Hadn't Razz mentioned her? The others were looking at her. "Thalia of Pearlmouth was a resident of the home she used to serve at," she explained.
"Do you know where she is?" Neal asked Seaver.
"I think she might be staying in a near by inn. She said she was leaving tomorrow morning."
"That's it?" Owen asked. "She didn't tell you which one?" Seaver nodded his head.
"She told me which one. The Jolly Bore Inn, on the East Side of town."
"Well then, I suggest we get some supplies, saddle up the horses and go now. Time is of the essence." Kel said.
Razziel's P.O.V
Razziel didn't know where she was. She had been taken, she thought, to a carriage. There was the continuous bumping and the sound of clopping hooves against the ground. It was hard to breathe in the sack. None of the fairy tales she'd read had ever told of just how uncomfortable it was to be kidnapped. The ropes binding her hands were cutting into her skin, the sack was itchy, her mouth was cramping from the gag, and her legs had fallen asleep. The pins and needles affect didn't help. In the beginning she wouldn't stop kicking but it hadn't done her any good.
Where was she going? Donion was probably taking her to back home. Home? Her home was at the palace, with Kel, Tobe, and Owen. Ah ha! There was still Owen! Although her 'master' was not the most sociable person he still technically owned her. Would that matter though? Would it be possible for someone to own a noble? Razziel didn't know the answers to these questions. It seemed there was much she didn't know.
Razziel felt strange. She felt frightened yet not as frightened as she thought she would be. She knew she had to marry Donion. That meant she'd have to see her father. If she explained everything would he let her go? She had helped Kel save the world. That had to count for something right?
Kel's P.O.V (Back to Kel once more…)
Kel hoped Razz was ok. This was horrible. It was supposed to have been a night of celebration and happiness, not one of worrying and fear. Kel swore that if they found whoever took Razz he would be sorry. She would cut off both his arms and legs, poke out his eyes and cut off his tongue. Then she would leave him for the wolves to pick at his bloody, rotting, maggot filled corpse. Although she might not have anything left to beat if she knew Razz. That girl wouldn't go without one heck of a fight and she had proven herself to have the fighting spirit.
At that moment Owen rode up beside her.
"I'm sorry," he said softly. "I know she's your friend. You trusted me when you asked me to take her in and I failed you."
"Owen, it's not your fault," Kel replied, wishing she could say something to make her friend feel less guilty.
"I hardly ever talked to her and she always had the room warm enough or my armor perfectly polished. She sort of reminded me of Lalasa," Owen said, voice full of remorse.
"Reminds you of Lalasa," Kel replied firmly. "She is not dead only missing. We will find her and I'm sure she will tell you it was not your fault." Owen sighed. Kel sighed as well. There was nothing else to do.
Kel hoped off her horse. They had finally made it to the inn. The Jolly Bore Inn was one of the best inns Tortall had. In act its purpose was for nobles traveling their way. Not one peasant in the whole town could afford a night in the Jolly Bore Inn.
She walked quickly through the front door Owen, Neal, Tobe and Dom right behind her.
"Excuse me sir?" she questioned the short man who was reading a book.
"Sorry miss," he said before she could say any more. "This place is booked up for the night. You'll have to go to another inn." Kel didn't move.
"I'm not here to rent a room," she said, keeping her voice calm and even although she was in quite a hurry and did not like this man's attitude. "I'm looking for a Thalia of Pearlshell. I've been told she's staying here."
"And why might you be looking for her?" the man asked, looking up from his book to look Kel over.
"We need to ask her a few questions," Kel said politely but her eyes were fixing into a piercing glare. Seeing this, the man looked at a sheet of paper.
"Hmm…Thalia of Pearlshell, room 2B," he replied.
"Thank you," Kel replied and the group carried on.
It was Seaver who knocked on the door. When nobody answered he knocked some more. There was some shuffling then the door opened. A girl with fair brown hair, and kind brown eyes looked out at them. She was wearing a silk robe that showed off her perfect figure. Kel guessed she was about 18. Her face had seemed afraid or worried when Kel had first seen it but when she saw Seaver in front of her she gave a warm smile. Then she seemed to notice the rest behind him.
"Hello Thalia," he said.
"Hello Seaver," she replied warmly. "How may I help you and your company?" Kel stepped forward.
"Hello, Thalia. I am Keldary of Mindelan."
"Ah, Keldary of course. I would thank you for your bravery but I think you've probably had enough of that tonight," Thalia replied smiling. Kel smiled in return.
"We are actually here to ask you some questions. I hope we didn't wake you," Seaver said.
"No, I was awake. What are these questions you need to ask me?" Kel could tell the tension between the two. Thalia might have been expecting Seaver to come but not with friends.
"Do you know anyone by the name of Razz?" Kel asked. Thalia looked confused.
"Razz?" she asked softly. "Yes, she told us she was a servant to your family once not to long ago. She looks about thirteen, has black hair and blue eyes?" Suddenly Thalia looked very surprised.
"Black hair? Razz? This girl called herself Razz?" she asked.
"Yes," Kel replied, feeling they were on to something. Thalia smiled and to everyone's surprise began to cry.
"Thalia what is it?" Seaver asked putting a hand on her shoulder. The girl didn't seem sad but in fact looked happy. Her eyes dancing with excitement.
"Do you know where she is? Is she with you?" Thalia asked hopefully.
"Actually, we came here to ask you that," Kel replied. The suspense was too great. This girl obviously knew Razz.
"What do you mean?" the girl asked losing her excitement. Now there was a bit of fear in her eyes.
"She was taken tonight," Seaver said. "Before she disappeared she was said to have seen you and gotten upset. She has also mentioned your name before." Thalia sighed.
"She's gone?" the girl asked sadly.
"We believe she was taken," Neal cut in. "Would you please tell us how you know her?"
Thalia looked up at them. "I don't know any Razz but I do know Razziel," she said softly.
"Razziel? What do you mean?" Tobe asked.
"I know Razziel of Pearlmouth. Long black hair, sapphire eyes, age 13." Thalia said. Kel was thoroughly confused. This made no sense.
"Razziel of Pearlmouth? That would mean-,"
"She's a noble," Thalia finished. "Not just any noble. She's my sister. Razziel went missing last fall. We've been searching for her for so long but found nothing. We never thought she would make it this far."
There was a long silence in which each member of the group was going through their own realization. Their orphaned friend Razz who they had cared for so much, who they had shared their home with was a noble. Only three letters had to be added to get a whole different person. How? Why? Why had she lied? Why had she come to them? How could she have kept a secret like that from her closest friends? Kel didn't know weather to be angry, betrayed or sad. Should she hate Razz-Razziel right now? She didn't know how she felt. This was all just so strange.
"So, you said she was a servant?" Thalia asked. Kel nodded, lost in thought. "Wow. I don't understand how she was able to do that. Most young nobles can't even start a fire these days." Nobody replied.
Finally Tobe asked, "You said she went missing, did she run away?" Thalia looked down at him.
"They never talked about it but they all knew it was true. She ran away from her arranged marriage to Donion of Silversnake. She was to stay in his company until she was 16, and then marry." Kel had that feeling again. The mystery of Razziel was started to be clear.
"He was Lord Andrew of Pearlmouth, but we just called him Sir. His wife was Lady Danielle. I remember his children were Trevor, Edwin, Nancy, and Thalia. He named them all. He talked about it with his wife but in the end he chose the names. Trevor stands for great house, Edwin stands for wealthy friend, Nancy stands for grace, and Thalia stands for joyful."
"He was nice once but then his wife died. She was a wonderful woman who cared about everyone. She might have been a good Queen. When she died my old master became sad and stern. He made all his children marry. Two sons and two daughters were all married off to rich nobles and noblewomen. I think my master thought money would make him happy again."
"She was acting scared before she disappeared. We were-well…we were spying on Seaver. Not my idea. He was flirting with some girl Razz thought she knew but then Razz told me she was mistaken. She started acting strange. She looked scared. She even ran away into the crowd and I found her later."
"Oh, not a problem. I am Donion of Silversnake."
"She ran away from her arranged marriage to Donion of Silversnake."
"I met him at the ball," Kel said. "Pardon my saying but why would your father give his daughter's hand in marriage to that man?" Thalia gave a small, sad smile.
"My poor father. After mother died…he was so sad. My mother died while Razziel was being born and he wouldn't look at her when she was a baby. He spent his time locked up in the tower. Mother and Father had loved each other greatly. It was like he couldn't go on without her so he began to love money instead. I think that's why he married us off the way he did. He found very rich families to get more money."
"Finally my other siblings and I were able to bring our father out of his sadness. We were happy for a while but then-Razziel grew up. She looks exactly like my mother. I take after my father. That's why Razziel and I don't look a thing alike. My father couldn't take it. Since money had kept him company in his sadness he decided to give her to a rich boy instead of one she might love. Donion is hardly a boy anymore. Age 18."
Kel thought. Razziel hadn't wanted to marry Donion so she had run away. From what she had seen of Donion she would have run away as well. Maybe Razz's reasons for lying had been necessary. Razziel was running away. She never wanted to be found. What better thing to do then become a new person. New name and new titles.
"Well?" Tobe asked Kel.
"Well what?" she replied.
"Well, are we still going to look for her? She may have lied to us but she's in trouble and she needs our help," he replied. Kel nodded.
"Oh yes, please don't give up looking. I'll even come too," Thalia said. "I can pull something on quick."
"Are you sure you want to come?" Seaver asked.
"We are in a hurry-," Kel began.
"I have to come. You don't know the way there," Thalia said.
"The way where?" Neal asked.
"Kel you said you met Donion at the ball. If he ran into Razziel there's no doubt he would have taken her to my old home. He moved in with my father when Razziel ran away. Besides, my father should know she's ok." With that Thalia closed the door and quick as a flash changed into some breeches and tunic that were perfectly clean and a bit small.
"I hardly wear them," she said. "Never get the chance."
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