Magic's Dilemma
Magic's Dilemma
Summary: It would have happened sooner or later. A continuation of Vanyel's story had he not died.
Disclaimer: This Story stinks! The Valdemar stories rock! Do you really think they could have been written by the same person?! Well, anyways, this does not belong to me.
Where This Story Begins
"Her strength added to his would be enough- just enough- the overcome Leareth's protections on a Final Strike.
Vanyel raised his eyes to meet Leareth's, and with one smooth motion, mounted and settled into Yfande's saddle, and answered the mage's offer with a calm smile and a single word.
'No.'"
"Days later he came upon the battlefield, ridding an exhausted horse, too spent to speak. The battle was long over; and still the carnage was incredible.
At the edge of the camp, one of the Guardsmen stopped melody with one hand on her bridle, and Stef did not have the strength to urge her past him. He simply stared dully at the man, until someone else came- a Healer and then someone in highrank blue. He ignored the Healer, but the other got him to dismount."
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A/N Thanks to my anonymous reviewer who pointed out some flaws in my start of the story Magic's Party. I have attempted to correct some of them in this rewrite which has a different and longer plot.