Disclaimer: Really! I have to do this all the time! All right...I own
nothing but my characters and the plot.
Let's see...I skipped their recovery because it was boring. They didn't share a room cause the rooms are too small. Kamaria has recovered physically, and Alain's leg is speed-Healed, and it wasn't a very bad break. He was lucky. So he's got his leg all bandaged, but he can walk around, and the bandages come off in a coupla days. The Heralds consider Alain recovered enough to testify.
And they have been lifebonded for a week and a half, now. Their recovery took a while.
:colons:=Mindspeech [brackets]=Kamaria's thoughts, cause Alain tends to think in Mindspeech.
Muse responsible: Krathnae. He finally whacked me with writer's block for a while so he can rest. Now he's ready again. None too soon.
He's happy cause he got a flag! So now he's in a good mood. Phew. I thought I was going to be lunch for a while.
Right. Now, back to the story!
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Kamaria paced around her new room in the Herald's Collegium. (AN: No, still unChosen as yet. Sorry for those who were hoping...) The Heralds had decided that putting her amongst themselves would be safer than letting her go back to her own rooms.
Kamaria had to agree. Her mother and the Earl's supporters had tried to break into her room in Healer's too many times for her own comfort.
Alain was up and walking, though his leg was still splinted. He'd be fine in a few days.
Kamaria looked out the window. She longed to go outside-but if she did, the Earl's men might try to kidnap her again.
Instead, she took all meals in the Herald's Collegium.
[This is a twisted version of my deepest dream,] Kamaria thought wryly. [I wanted to come here, and live at the Herald's Collegium. Well, here I am. Still no Companion, and I'm imprisoned in the building. I think I might go mad.]
Kamaria wanted out. [I can't live in confinement! It's too small! Too constricting! I need air!]
(AN: Yes, Kamaria loves being outside. I'll shut up now.)
There was a knock at her door. Kamaria opened it.
Alain stood there, his usual crooked grin firmly in place. "I thought you were probably going to go mad if you were in here much longer. Come on-we can sneak out to Companion's Field. Maerie will scout for us, and in Companion's Field, no one can get at you, since the Companions all like you."
Kamaria did not hesitate. She catapulted out of the room joyfully. [Outside! Finally! How is it he knows exactly what I need-oh, right. Lifebonded. I thought I had adjusted...]
Her face turned serious.
Alain looked at her, then said, softly, "We can discuss-anything-on Companion's Field. We will."
Kamaria smiled.
Alain sent to Ramya, :She's so beautiful when she smiles.:
Ramya snorted. :Just get her out here! Jeesh, lifebonded for a week and a half, and nothing's happened yet-in real life. I'm getting bored.:
Alain flushed. :Eavesdropper!:
Ramya pointed out, :Well, your...dreams...in Healer's weren't exactly shielded...:
Kamaria burst out laughing at the look on Alain's face.
Alain threw up his hands and led her out.
Kamaria wove through a dangerous maze, her heart in her throat. If the Earl's men were anywhere-
But they made it to Companion's Field safely. [Good. It's nice to be outside again.]
Kamaria and Alain walked-or, in Alain's case, limped-towards a stand of trees, where they would be out of eyeshot to any of the Earl's men.
Ramya joined them, wandering along a little behind them. :You're eavesdropping again.: said Alain, pointedly.
She gave what Alain called a snicker-whicker, but dropped back to supposedly munch some grass.
They reached a stand of tall trees, and wove between them to a clearing. At last, they were safe.
Kamaria plopped down to the grass. Alain awkwardly sat on a downed tree. Kamaria scooted over and leaned her head against the log beside Alain's knee.
Her face was tilted upwards, enjoying the few rays of sunlight that filtered down.
[It's so quiet here. Like there's no time,] she thought.
Alain said, softly, mirroring her thoughts, "It's so quiet here-like there's no time."
(AN: Yes, I stole that from LHM. I repeat, I don't own.)
Kamaria half-opened her eyes, looking up at Alain. "You just said what I was going to say," she giggled.
Alain laughed. [His laugh-it's like music-gah, aren't I poetic. Not.] thought Kamaria, half-smiling.
Alain looked down at her, studying the contours of her face as the sunbeams glided over them. Her silver eyes looked up at them, a half-smile stretching her lips.
:And her hair is like molten moonlight, her lashes like stardust-gah, you too-sweet lifebonded types!: teased Ramya.
Alain started and blushed. It had, actually, been precisely what he was thinking.
Kamaria watched as his blue-green eyes blinked in startlement, then a flush covered his face. "What did Ramya say?" she asked.
Alain started again-and accidentally slid off the log, landing in an ungraceful heap beside Kamaria.
"You don't want to-I-" Alain began, then gave up.
Kamaria said, mischievously, "Then I guess I have to-TICKLE ATTACK!"
Alain yelped and tried to pull away, but too late. Kamaria was tickling his ribs mercilessly.
"No fair! Broken leg!" Alain tried to say, but Kamaria ignored him.
He decided to employ a self-defense technique.
Alain grabbed Kamaria's arm and flipped her, then sat on her stomach and returned the tickling.
Kamaria shrieked. She happened to be extremely ticklish. Alain snickered in triumph and continued.
Kamaria tried to get free. Alain ignored the attempt.
Kamaria tried to avoid those merciless tickling fingers. [Havens! He won't give up! I guess I'll have to-]
Kamaria stopped her escape attempts and stared up at Alain. He noticed that she had stopped struggling, and looked down into her eyes.
Clear blue-green met burnished silver.
Alain leaned down, slowly, and touched his lips to Kamaria's.
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Awww. So cute. (No, they won't...well...*cough* this time. Remember, Alain has a broken leg, so that might...um. Yeah.)
Aren't they sweet?
Right. Reviewer-thanking time.
Herald Susie: Thanks. Krathnae is a deal happier now.
Cat: Thanks again!
Etcetera-cat: No, you aren't. I wanna be a vet, too! I sorta twitched when I read your review...hope you liked! Krathnae likes his flag.
Herald-Mage Brianna: I hope you liked this chappie! I'm 13, actually...
Cassie-bear01: It's called Foresight. And I'm still not promising...:P
Ola: Enough description?
Kyalia: Hope you liked!
Herald Mistylenna: Hmmm...good idea.
Fergiaj: Here's your update!
Pie for EVERBODY! Eat!
~Fireblade
Let's see...I skipped their recovery because it was boring. They didn't share a room cause the rooms are too small. Kamaria has recovered physically, and Alain's leg is speed-Healed, and it wasn't a very bad break. He was lucky. So he's got his leg all bandaged, but he can walk around, and the bandages come off in a coupla days. The Heralds consider Alain recovered enough to testify.
And they have been lifebonded for a week and a half, now. Their recovery took a while.
:colons:=Mindspeech [brackets]=Kamaria's thoughts, cause Alain tends to think in Mindspeech.
Muse responsible: Krathnae. He finally whacked me with writer's block for a while so he can rest. Now he's ready again. None too soon.
He's happy cause he got a flag! So now he's in a good mood. Phew. I thought I was going to be lunch for a while.
Right. Now, back to the story!
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Kamaria paced around her new room in the Herald's Collegium. (AN: No, still unChosen as yet. Sorry for those who were hoping...) The Heralds had decided that putting her amongst themselves would be safer than letting her go back to her own rooms.
Kamaria had to agree. Her mother and the Earl's supporters had tried to break into her room in Healer's too many times for her own comfort.
Alain was up and walking, though his leg was still splinted. He'd be fine in a few days.
Kamaria looked out the window. She longed to go outside-but if she did, the Earl's men might try to kidnap her again.
Instead, she took all meals in the Herald's Collegium.
[This is a twisted version of my deepest dream,] Kamaria thought wryly. [I wanted to come here, and live at the Herald's Collegium. Well, here I am. Still no Companion, and I'm imprisoned in the building. I think I might go mad.]
Kamaria wanted out. [I can't live in confinement! It's too small! Too constricting! I need air!]
(AN: Yes, Kamaria loves being outside. I'll shut up now.)
There was a knock at her door. Kamaria opened it.
Alain stood there, his usual crooked grin firmly in place. "I thought you were probably going to go mad if you were in here much longer. Come on-we can sneak out to Companion's Field. Maerie will scout for us, and in Companion's Field, no one can get at you, since the Companions all like you."
Kamaria did not hesitate. She catapulted out of the room joyfully. [Outside! Finally! How is it he knows exactly what I need-oh, right. Lifebonded. I thought I had adjusted...]
Her face turned serious.
Alain looked at her, then said, softly, "We can discuss-anything-on Companion's Field. We will."
Kamaria smiled.
Alain sent to Ramya, :She's so beautiful when she smiles.:
Ramya snorted. :Just get her out here! Jeesh, lifebonded for a week and a half, and nothing's happened yet-in real life. I'm getting bored.:
Alain flushed. :Eavesdropper!:
Ramya pointed out, :Well, your...dreams...in Healer's weren't exactly shielded...:
Kamaria burst out laughing at the look on Alain's face.
Alain threw up his hands and led her out.
Kamaria wove through a dangerous maze, her heart in her throat. If the Earl's men were anywhere-
But they made it to Companion's Field safely. [Good. It's nice to be outside again.]
Kamaria and Alain walked-or, in Alain's case, limped-towards a stand of trees, where they would be out of eyeshot to any of the Earl's men.
Ramya joined them, wandering along a little behind them. :You're eavesdropping again.: said Alain, pointedly.
She gave what Alain called a snicker-whicker, but dropped back to supposedly munch some grass.
They reached a stand of tall trees, and wove between them to a clearing. At last, they were safe.
Kamaria plopped down to the grass. Alain awkwardly sat on a downed tree. Kamaria scooted over and leaned her head against the log beside Alain's knee.
Her face was tilted upwards, enjoying the few rays of sunlight that filtered down.
[It's so quiet here. Like there's no time,] she thought.
Alain said, softly, mirroring her thoughts, "It's so quiet here-like there's no time."
(AN: Yes, I stole that from LHM. I repeat, I don't own.)
Kamaria half-opened her eyes, looking up at Alain. "You just said what I was going to say," she giggled.
Alain laughed. [His laugh-it's like music-gah, aren't I poetic. Not.] thought Kamaria, half-smiling.
Alain looked down at her, studying the contours of her face as the sunbeams glided over them. Her silver eyes looked up at them, a half-smile stretching her lips.
:And her hair is like molten moonlight, her lashes like stardust-gah, you too-sweet lifebonded types!: teased Ramya.
Alain started and blushed. It had, actually, been precisely what he was thinking.
Kamaria watched as his blue-green eyes blinked in startlement, then a flush covered his face. "What did Ramya say?" she asked.
Alain started again-and accidentally slid off the log, landing in an ungraceful heap beside Kamaria.
"You don't want to-I-" Alain began, then gave up.
Kamaria said, mischievously, "Then I guess I have to-TICKLE ATTACK!"
Alain yelped and tried to pull away, but too late. Kamaria was tickling his ribs mercilessly.
"No fair! Broken leg!" Alain tried to say, but Kamaria ignored him.
He decided to employ a self-defense technique.
Alain grabbed Kamaria's arm and flipped her, then sat on her stomach and returned the tickling.
Kamaria shrieked. She happened to be extremely ticklish. Alain snickered in triumph and continued.
Kamaria tried to get free. Alain ignored the attempt.
Kamaria tried to avoid those merciless tickling fingers. [Havens! He won't give up! I guess I'll have to-]
Kamaria stopped her escape attempts and stared up at Alain. He noticed that she had stopped struggling, and looked down into her eyes.
Clear blue-green met burnished silver.
Alain leaned down, slowly, and touched his lips to Kamaria's.
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Awww. So cute. (No, they won't...well...*cough* this time. Remember, Alain has a broken leg, so that might...um. Yeah.)
Aren't they sweet?
Right. Reviewer-thanking time.
Herald Susie: Thanks. Krathnae is a deal happier now.
Cat: Thanks again!
Etcetera-cat: No, you aren't. I wanna be a vet, too! I sorta twitched when I read your review...hope you liked! Krathnae likes his flag.
Herald-Mage Brianna: I hope you liked this chappie! I'm 13, actually...
Cassie-bear01: It's called Foresight. And I'm still not promising...:P
Ola: Enough description?
Kyalia: Hope you liked!
Herald Mistylenna: Hmmm...good idea.
Fergiaj: Here's your update!
Pie for EVERBODY! Eat!
~Fireblade