[Summary]
Sequel to Anguish, my other story about Drizzt Do'Urden. It starts in the
spring after the events of Anguish, right before their wedding. ^-^. An
old enemy comes back, waiting for his revenge on Drizzt, but Catti-brie
gets caught in the crossfire. What will Drizzt do about all of this? What
happens to Catti-brie that she's scared to tell her new husband about it?
[Disclaimer] I do not own the characters created by R.A. Salvatore. AKA I do not own Drizzt, Catti-brie, etc. I do, however, own Mikhail (yes, he is in this one), Gabriel, Serenity, and any other extra characters that I have thrown in here. I also do not own any of the song lyrics that I might use.
[A/N] I'm really sorry that it has taken so long to put this up, but the plot bunnies had abandoned me for the longest time! I missed them! All I could think about was Lord of the Rings and other shit for the longest time. **pout** Sorry! Hope you like the sequel! R&R!!
Chapter One – Revenge
She looked into the mirror, a worried expression on her face. Catti-brie couldn't remember another winter in her life that had ever passed so quickly. Spring was right around the corner, and with it, her wedding. They had been planning for it since they had arrived back in Icewind Dale. Several months of careful planning and she couldn't wait to see how it came out in the end.
A shy smile crossed her face as she thought of her fiancée. It had been so long since he had been captured by the drow. It had been difficult in the past few months, especially after he had finally admitted to Catti-brie, what had been done to him while he was in captivity. She had been horrified when he had told her what the bounty hunter's son had done to him in that tiny, underground cell. Without thinking, she had wrapped her arms tightly around him, offering comfort, since she knew that he was still having nightmares about those events.
But, of course, those weren't the only things that had happened over the winter. Delly and Wulfgar's infant son was growing fairly quickly, and looking more and more like his father every day. Catti-brie enjoyed her visits with the small family, enjoying her time with her 'niece' and 'nephew.' Colson was growing into a bright little girl.
Something was missing though, the young woman thought. Or rather, someone was missing. Catti-brie looked over at her dresser, a sad smile creeping onto her face as she saw the small, carefully made arrow that she had been given so long ago. She remembered how, right before they left for Icewind Dale, Mikhail had given one to both Drizzt and herself, wanting them to remember him.
The small elfling had lost all his family and his entire clan in the fall, and Drizzt had rescued the little elf from death by risking himself. Mikhail had had a difficult time trying to get over the death of all his loved ones. During that time, he had grown closer to Catti-brie, and after he had come back, Drizzt. The smaller-than-average elfling had hugged Drizzt tightly around the middle, not wanting the ranger to leave him in Silverymoon.
Catti-brie remembered how Drizzt had knelt in front of the elfling, holding the little one in his arms, lightly kissing his forehead. He had spoken something in elvish, a language that she did not understand, speaking quietly. She had wished that something could've been done so that the two could've seen each other sooner than they were. Lady Alustriel had given them enchanted mirrors so that they could talk to each other over long distances.
"What're you thinking about, lady love?" The soft voice startled Catti- brie and she turned around swiftly, a small dagger at the ready, only to see her fiancée standing there with a small smile on his face. Drizzt stood in the doorway, arms crossed, leaning against the smooth stone of the doorway. "You appear to be deep in thought tonight."
She sighed and turned back around. She had been thinking about a lot of things lately, especially about their pending wedding. Unlike Bruenor had assumed, she and she ranger had not yet slept together, as they were both waiting for the night of their wedding. Wulfgar didn't believe this either, but knew that it must mean something to the both of them or it would already have happened. No one except Catti-brie knew why Drizzt was so hesitant to do so before the wedding.
"Aye, there be a lot o' things that I been thinkin' 'bout." She said softly, giving the black elf a slight smile. "A lot o' things."
Drizzt walked into the room, a thoughtful expression on his ebon-skinned face. Catti-brie had been rather quiet lately, and their sparring matches didn't have their normal spark in them. He had been worried about and was wondering about what had been going on in her mind over the last few weeks. They had only recently finished with the wedding plans, and, with Alustriel's help, had sent invitations to people to come to the event.
Many people had been invited. Gabriel and Serenity, of course, along with their infant son, had been invited to come. The Harpels were coming, of course, as they had come to the drow's help many times over the last years. Danica, Cadderly and their children were coming, along with Ivan and Pikel; Cadderly would be performing the ceremony. Dwarves from Mithril Hall were coming as well. A lot of people were coming, and all they could do now, at least until the spring, was wait in anticipation until that big day arrived.
And, of course, be fitted for the formal garments that they would wear.
Drizzt made a face at that thought. He did *not* want to be fitted for another outfit. He could probably convince Alustriel to allow him to wear the garments that he had worn at the celebration last fall. But, if not, maybe he could at least convince her to bring the tailor that had measured him for the last outfit. The older man was quite good at what he did, as he had noticed when he saw the people staring at him at the banquet.
"What's that face for?" Catti-brie asked, seeing the face that Drizzt had made. Almost instantly, the look wiped itself off his face, replaced by a playful innocent look. "No I know that somethin's on yer mind."
Drizzt smiled, laughing softly. "I don't want to be measured for another set of clothing."
Catti-brie chuckled. "I'll never forget that moment when ye first learned about havin' t' be fitted for yer clothin'."
Drizzt rolled his lavender eyes, sighing and looking at her. "I wish not to go through with that again."
Catti-brie smiled, remembering about that day. She remembered how he hadn't particularly liked having his body measured for clothing that he felt that he would only be wearing once. He had complained endlessly after he had been fitted, but afterwards, during the banquet, he hadn't been complaining. With a smile, she remembered that he hadn't exactly said anything about it afterwards.
Catti-brie started when a set of ebon-skinned hands were placed gently upon her shoulders. Drizzt smiled down at her, lightly kissing her cheek. "I think that I should leave you for a while, since your mind clearly seems to be somewhere else at this moment, Lady Love."
Catti-brie sighed, she knew that she would make no good when it came to conversation this night; her mind was in too many places. She nodded silently and watched her fiancée walk out the door.
Maybe tomorrow.
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[A/N] I hope you guys like this first chapter; now that the plot bunnies have come back, I may be able to get this on the way. REVIEW PLEASE!!
[Disclaimer] I do not own the characters created by R.A. Salvatore. AKA I do not own Drizzt, Catti-brie, etc. I do, however, own Mikhail (yes, he is in this one), Gabriel, Serenity, and any other extra characters that I have thrown in here. I also do not own any of the song lyrics that I might use.
[A/N] I'm really sorry that it has taken so long to put this up, but the plot bunnies had abandoned me for the longest time! I missed them! All I could think about was Lord of the Rings and other shit for the longest time. **pout** Sorry! Hope you like the sequel! R&R!!
Chapter One – Revenge
She looked into the mirror, a worried expression on her face. Catti-brie couldn't remember another winter in her life that had ever passed so quickly. Spring was right around the corner, and with it, her wedding. They had been planning for it since they had arrived back in Icewind Dale. Several months of careful planning and she couldn't wait to see how it came out in the end.
A shy smile crossed her face as she thought of her fiancée. It had been so long since he had been captured by the drow. It had been difficult in the past few months, especially after he had finally admitted to Catti-brie, what had been done to him while he was in captivity. She had been horrified when he had told her what the bounty hunter's son had done to him in that tiny, underground cell. Without thinking, she had wrapped her arms tightly around him, offering comfort, since she knew that he was still having nightmares about those events.
But, of course, those weren't the only things that had happened over the winter. Delly and Wulfgar's infant son was growing fairly quickly, and looking more and more like his father every day. Catti-brie enjoyed her visits with the small family, enjoying her time with her 'niece' and 'nephew.' Colson was growing into a bright little girl.
Something was missing though, the young woman thought. Or rather, someone was missing. Catti-brie looked over at her dresser, a sad smile creeping onto her face as she saw the small, carefully made arrow that she had been given so long ago. She remembered how, right before they left for Icewind Dale, Mikhail had given one to both Drizzt and herself, wanting them to remember him.
The small elfling had lost all his family and his entire clan in the fall, and Drizzt had rescued the little elf from death by risking himself. Mikhail had had a difficult time trying to get over the death of all his loved ones. During that time, he had grown closer to Catti-brie, and after he had come back, Drizzt. The smaller-than-average elfling had hugged Drizzt tightly around the middle, not wanting the ranger to leave him in Silverymoon.
Catti-brie remembered how Drizzt had knelt in front of the elfling, holding the little one in his arms, lightly kissing his forehead. He had spoken something in elvish, a language that she did not understand, speaking quietly. She had wished that something could've been done so that the two could've seen each other sooner than they were. Lady Alustriel had given them enchanted mirrors so that they could talk to each other over long distances.
"What're you thinking about, lady love?" The soft voice startled Catti- brie and she turned around swiftly, a small dagger at the ready, only to see her fiancée standing there with a small smile on his face. Drizzt stood in the doorway, arms crossed, leaning against the smooth stone of the doorway. "You appear to be deep in thought tonight."
She sighed and turned back around. She had been thinking about a lot of things lately, especially about their pending wedding. Unlike Bruenor had assumed, she and she ranger had not yet slept together, as they were both waiting for the night of their wedding. Wulfgar didn't believe this either, but knew that it must mean something to the both of them or it would already have happened. No one except Catti-brie knew why Drizzt was so hesitant to do so before the wedding.
"Aye, there be a lot o' things that I been thinkin' 'bout." She said softly, giving the black elf a slight smile. "A lot o' things."
Drizzt walked into the room, a thoughtful expression on his ebon-skinned face. Catti-brie had been rather quiet lately, and their sparring matches didn't have their normal spark in them. He had been worried about and was wondering about what had been going on in her mind over the last few weeks. They had only recently finished with the wedding plans, and, with Alustriel's help, had sent invitations to people to come to the event.
Many people had been invited. Gabriel and Serenity, of course, along with their infant son, had been invited to come. The Harpels were coming, of course, as they had come to the drow's help many times over the last years. Danica, Cadderly and their children were coming, along with Ivan and Pikel; Cadderly would be performing the ceremony. Dwarves from Mithril Hall were coming as well. A lot of people were coming, and all they could do now, at least until the spring, was wait in anticipation until that big day arrived.
And, of course, be fitted for the formal garments that they would wear.
Drizzt made a face at that thought. He did *not* want to be fitted for another outfit. He could probably convince Alustriel to allow him to wear the garments that he had worn at the celebration last fall. But, if not, maybe he could at least convince her to bring the tailor that had measured him for the last outfit. The older man was quite good at what he did, as he had noticed when he saw the people staring at him at the banquet.
"What's that face for?" Catti-brie asked, seeing the face that Drizzt had made. Almost instantly, the look wiped itself off his face, replaced by a playful innocent look. "No I know that somethin's on yer mind."
Drizzt smiled, laughing softly. "I don't want to be measured for another set of clothing."
Catti-brie chuckled. "I'll never forget that moment when ye first learned about havin' t' be fitted for yer clothin'."
Drizzt rolled his lavender eyes, sighing and looking at her. "I wish not to go through with that again."
Catti-brie smiled, remembering about that day. She remembered how he hadn't particularly liked having his body measured for clothing that he felt that he would only be wearing once. He had complained endlessly after he had been fitted, but afterwards, during the banquet, he hadn't been complaining. With a smile, she remembered that he hadn't exactly said anything about it afterwards.
Catti-brie started when a set of ebon-skinned hands were placed gently upon her shoulders. Drizzt smiled down at her, lightly kissing her cheek. "I think that I should leave you for a while, since your mind clearly seems to be somewhere else at this moment, Lady Love."
Catti-brie sighed, she knew that she would make no good when it came to conversation this night; her mind was in too many places. She nodded silently and watched her fiancée walk out the door.
Maybe tomorrow.
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[A/N] I hope you guys like this first chapter; now that the plot bunnies have come back, I may be able to get this on the way. REVIEW PLEASE!!