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.
Chapter One
The commander turned to Stefen, her face full of pain and worry, though there was a hint of hope. "We found him. I'm sorry. He is only just alive. I doubt he will live out the next week."
Chocking back tears, Stefen pleaded, "Please, at… at least let me see him. I just must."
The commander rapidly assigned someone to escort him, and they set off at a sloe pace towards the green tent, which could only be the healer's. Part way there, two of the kyree fell into step. The soldier reacted to the appearance of these two creatures with a mix of both surprise and alarm. Stefen briefly explained, "They are friends and may be able to help Vanyel." He turned to one of them, " Can you heal him once again?"
"No he is well beyond our help," stated the kyree, "The others he has befriended can assist him however. We have made contact with their vale. They are on their way and will be here as soon as they can."
Throughout this revelation Stefen's expression changed many times. Starting hopeful, it passed through both disappointed and confused before settling on pleasure and renewed hope. If the commander had seen him then she would have been shocked. It was like seeing the sun where you didn't think there could ever be light again.
After having effusively thanked the kyree, Stef and his escort continued along their journey to visit Vanyel, though this time they set a livelier pace. Soon they were within reach of the doorway and the guardsman removed the curtains.
Inside Vanyel could be seen quite clearly. He looked peaceful and merely asleep except for the wounds which still looked horrific after several days of treatment by the best healers in the army and in the nearby parts of Valdemar. Stefen walked over to the cot and started explaining what had occurred to whatever part of Vanyel could hear him. He told him specifically about the kyree and the promise of help from the k'Treva vale.
Soon Stefen heard a noise located directly behind him. He turned rapidly to find himself face to face with three of the Tayledras. Two of whom he recognized, as Starwind and Moondance k'Treva. The identity of the third remained a mystery though he seemed somehow familiar.
"Hello. I expect that you still recognize my honored fathers, but are wondering who I am. My name is Brightstar and from the look on your face you are now aware of my identity. I am here as even though I see him little I still care for him deeply. My honored fathers will also be borrowing some of my strength in the healing."
Stefen was completely dazed by this turn of events He had thought the Tayledras would send one maybe two of their healers. He had not in the least expected that they would have sent their three most powerful adepts.
"Thank you… thank you so much for coming. I cannot wait until the time when Van can thank you all himself, and I am now certain that that day will come."