Welcome to big!fat!revamp! number four, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: All the characters are mine. Unless they are a legend, such as Shadowdancer, Windrider, Vanyel, etc. The plot line is also mine.
Thoughts :Mindspeech:
Once Kamaria had made her decision to run, she calmed and planned, knowing it would do no good to panic. Leaving the clearing, she returned to her chambers and, checking to make sure her mother was not listening, took one of the saddlebags she had arrived with and began packing.
The clean pairs of breeches and shirts she had went in first, along with a blanket, the jewelry she could bear to sell, and some of the remains of breakfast from that morning. Kamaria didn't have much money with her-she didn't go out much, preferring to keep to her rooms or Companion's Field-but what she had, she packed.
Heart pounding crazily with fear and nervousness, Kamaria took the saddlebags to the stable and found her riding mare, Switch. It took her nearly half a candlemark to tack up the patient chestnut, since she hadn't had much experience, and for the life of her, Kamaria couldn't figure out how to attach the saddlebags. At last, she tied them on with some twine and mounted.
Once on Switch's back, Kamaria calmed slightly-even if she couldn't tack a horse, she could certainly ride one, and Switch was a well-trained little mare, if puzzled at why they were leaving at this time of night, on a new moon to boot.
Kamaria took Switch to the small gate near Companion's Field, which was only lightly guarded. Somehow, she managed to persuade the Guards to let her out, and navigated Switch into the city.
As they wound through the convoluted paths of Haven, Switch's ears flicked uneasily. She wasn't used to the city-both she and Kamaria were used to the Chantrea fortress, which had only a town fairly near it, and plenty of woods. Still, Switch stayed calm under Kamaria's rein, and broke gladly into a quick trot when Kamaria gave her the cue.
As soon as they had exited the city and had been riding along the pale thread of road for nearly a quarter-candlemark, Kamaria snapped out of whatever trance she had been in and started to panic.
What the hell am I doing out here? she thought, frantically, I've got no directions, I've only got the slightest idea which direction to go in, I've got no food-
Kamaria closed her eyes as the full magnitude of her wild decision hit her. This was a damnfool thing to do.
In Companion's Field, a gray-clad figure stared at the gate a vaguely familiar figure had just ridden through. :That was the noble from this morning, Alain said to his mare, :Kamaria, I think her name was. What the hell does she think she's doing?
:I've got no idea, replied Ramya, :But I can tell she was upset.:
Alain continued to stare. "She's a noble. I've got no idea where she's going-we should follow her."
Ramya Sent the mental equivalent of a raised eyebrow at her Chosen. :For all you know, she's going to a party, she pointed out, :Who are we to question the nobles?
A slightly mocking tone entered her mindvoice, but Alain was having none of it. "Let's go," he insisted, moving to Ramya's side and mounting before she could object, "At least let's see if she's all right."
Ramya sighed. :Well, if you insist…let's go.:
Minutes later, a gray-clad figure atop a Companion passed through the same gate Kamaria had left through.
And…yeah. That was revamp number two. Hope you liked. Short, I know-really short-but I'll work on length in later chapters.
Fireblade K'Chona