Memo:

My classmates said... not just one I distinctly said Classmates with an "S" praised my work. Well first of, they don't know RO that much (most of them were girls who read my work...Why wouldn't it be? I'm a girl myself) And secondly they're my friends so they're bound to say those things...But good friends tell the truth right? I dunno...But here! Oh.. and I updated a chappie... I lost track of a minor detail in chapter two,...which comes up in this chapter...so here! (FINALLY!)

Chapter V

Plagued

He shifted in his bed… hours just after Len had left him there… He had a dream again… The same recurring dream since he had not known who he was…

"Aim for the heart!"

Sternly a voice had said a command that somehow drove him to do as he was told…. A crowd surrounding him, cheering for him… at what he was to do… a woman caught his eyes… and then… uneasily he had noticed something. The people had no actual faces… yes there were shapes. But they were only mouths and shadows…strands of hair and dark figures moving…

He then moved in for the kill… moving fast… His legs were shorter than he remembered. His body was his but not the same age. This perhaps was about seven years of age. A grand circlet on his forehead bejeweled in everyway

His tresses was braided and he wore no armor of sorts. It felt wrong to him all that was happening. That this was reality.

A huge figure came to him and touched his shoulder… he felt coldness to the touch. Sharp pain and terror came to him at the stroke. It was a noble looking man. With a crown instead of what he had worn… He assumed a long time ago that he was a prince… but of which land? The emblems were not that clear… Nothing was clear. Blurs and echoes surrounded him.

He saw an incoming blow. And dodged it effortlessly he was surprised at his speed… Strange? He felt no spells on him. A sudden rush of screams forced him to pierce the prisoner, which what had seemed to him, was innocent. The sword went right through, the criminal didn't move. It was obvious that he could've… he ran towards the boy he had just killed. His hands was bloody a cruel looking sword he dropped to the ground. The boy… turned to Lenneth…with his piercing eyes… It was Lenneth. He shouted and screamed but no one came…he ran to the sword wanting to end his own life for what he had done. As he gripped his sword… it would not let go… It was…cold? He turned his head towards the sword…he wanted to let go. But the hand held on tight. A body appeared together with the hand…A beautiful maid of eyes like his… A bit different though cause his had specks of blue in it. She smiled at him… the hand moved to touch his face… He had accepted. She faced him forehead to forehead as she mouthed the words… Significant perhaps… but it was hardly audible even to trained ears. He gripped on her hands… she faded slowly she gave him a hug… turning slowly to thin air… Cold winds caressed his face… Tears falling down… He hugged his legs and closed his hands…Voices all around… over and over again… Myriads of voices, with no same tone

He screamed… and yet in the dank abyss of the chaos of declarations he heard some quite distinct than all others

"YOU! YOU! COWARD!

"LEAVING! HOW COULD YOU?"

"Keinne…I curse you"

"A great prodigy"

"Good Work!"

So many faces …he rocked himself and then it all ceased…

Why did you stop?

Faint footsteps he saw nothing… but it came nearer. He knew he had felt a presence. He was sure. He smelled a kind of summer tang, those of the daisies and sunflowers… a scent that was familiar to him.

Rochelle

She held him in a tight hug… he did not hug back… His face hidden in her chest… he stood now… She thrust him away and stared at him. She was crying… Shaping the same words that was said by the other woman…he squinted… but he couldn't concentrate on what was being formed…her figure was breaking…Slowly…. Pieces of her were dissolving slowly… as he…he was….

He was wet all over…He sat in his bed… A sudden rush of breath and sensation came. He looked around gasping. Looking at the covers, his clothes the nurse that sat near him. Lady Rochelle…and Lenneth

"See! Cold water was the trick…what'd I tell you?"

The wizard said, while holding an empty bucket. Lenneth came to the clergy threw towels to him and smiled a little at what he had looked like wet. The old man peeked through his door.

"Ya Okay their boy?"

He answered sluggishly while on the move for the door…

" Fine…just fine"

The young priest went out of his room; drying himself…Rochelle followed him wanting to apologize for her act. She wanted to reason out that they were just concerned…she was concerned…but instead…

"Dreams again, Keinne dear?"

He nodded in turn, and set himself on the balcony of the ship. Enjoying the breeze…She looked at him then unto the horizon…

"Keinne? When you had seen me…when we met, why did you… You know?"

She slowly walked over as he moved left giving her space. Massive space… she frowned slightly then smiled again…. A vast space between the two of them, he seemed to always spurn any touch from her…

Still avoiding contact? Why do you hat me so much?

"Why?" He asked uninterestedly ostensibly reassuring the question but she saw right through it…

He wasn't listening to her… But she didn't mind it…

"Yes…why'd you save me?"

"It is human nature Rochelle…"
He looked at her respectfully proving that he was listening but was bored with the exchange was all about. Past was past…

"And is it human nature to…."

His eyes locked with hers… he was staring at her now. As she was closing the gap he noticed…

Rochelle was actually very pretty… Mature beauty and her body was tight… and what she wore complimented her grace…Wisps of a soft gale came twirling both of their loose hair…Dramatically to the center the strands touching each other. He realized… he was about to kiss Rochelle. But he was trapped and she… the light played on her face… and made it all too perfect…. Almost there

"KEINNE!"

The moment broke and so perhaps many a dream of the Lady… she had thought it could have been possible, he might love her start that one kiss but no it was disrupted. The wizard knew who the vile fiend was… turning her head angrily side wards.

There...Oh..reviews as always would be loved! Thanks so much...a lot more chapters to go...Yet I still have so much to do!...