A/N: Hey all, I am finally updating. Yahoo to all you wonderful reviewers, I can't tell you how happy I am that we have broken 20!
This chapter I am going to try to explain more about the characters, etc.
Knock yourselves out…
Ch. 7: More Memories
…Rory…
What the hell? I thought and sank to my knees. For a moment, my head spun. Then, more memories flooded my mind.
"You! How – escaped, punishment, yes…" A tall man screamed at a maroon clad soldier and raged about in a richly decorated library.
A heavy volume whizzed by the soldier's head, missing him by fractions and landed with a thump under a mahogany table.
"My lord, she magicked our guards. They lay knocked out in the infirmary." The man cowered by the door.
'She must be found immediately!" The Lord shouted. "If the King catches wind of this… he – will – not – be – pleased." He said, and a flicker of fear wavered in his eyes.
"Yessuh. Immediately." The soldier said, head down, and stood cautiously in the doorway.
"Yes, yes, you may go. But find her alive!"
The Lord turned to another man that had been hidden in an overlarge armchair.
"Thief Coopa, this has changed things. Now our source of information on the Crystal has – run away."
The thief nodded. "May I examine the jewel?"
"Yes, as you are now the expert." The anger had subsided from the lords steely eyes, to be replaced with stern respect.
He reached for a key on the desk and strode purposefully towards one bookshelf.
Inserting it into a hidden hole in a bejeweled burgundy-colored book, he turned the brass key three times. The shelf swung open, to reveal a cavity. Inside lay a single box. The lord carefully removed the box and set it before the thief.
He opened it with a gloved hand. Time slowed as both men stared. Then the Lord roared,
"The ring is gone!"
This picture faded into darkness, the scream of the lord echoing in the black. When the sound had finally gone from my ears, another image blossomed, of the same lord.
"Find the girl." He commanded Thief Coopa. "If the mother truly is dead, then her heirloom will be passed to the daughter.
"Search the countryland, in every hut, village and farm. You must find her."
Again, blackness threatened to overcome my mind. I opened my eyes to a sickening scene.
The air smelled strongly of dung and rotten meat. My eyes watered and my vision blurred in the raw sunlight.
All five thieves lay in heaps here and there. Blood trickled from two of their mouths. Two knives were still embedded in the brick wall, with torn pieces of cloak clinging to the blades.
This was all too much. In the pile of trash, up came my breakfast and I lay there until I felt much better.
No trace of the power that had possessed me was left in my body. When my befuddled mind had cleared, I pondered the memories as I walked home.
The woman– she looked vaguely familiar. I felt as in we had spent much time together.
A/N: What do you think? Too much weird magic? I wonder who the woman is…
Guess what? I already have another chappie written and typed! Yay! It's coming soon, maybe tomorrow. That is, if I get at least three more reviews… come on, guys.