(A/N It took like forever, but now it's done. Hope ya'll enjoy!Chapter 2: At The Feast

Marcia stood at the deck at Immortalitatem. She felt very awkward standing there, and she thought that the guards glared at her. When should Augustus come? Marcia shuddered, it was so cold.

"Miss Overstrand! Nice of you to come." Augustus said, and Marcia turned around. Augustus Tanner was dressed in a tunic that reached his ancles, and at the chest he wore five medal-like things. Four golden, and one red. Red as the Tanner family colour. In the Eastern Snow Plains there was a system among the nobles, that was structured in a very complicated system that not even Marcia understood, though she had tried hard. Marcia's family-colour was blue, or at least had been. When her father had lost his position in the Wise Seven, a group of advisors, they had lost their colour, and with that their nobility.

"Er, thanks." Marcia, who didn't really knew what to say, said.

"It would be prefered that you'd bow, but that's okay." Augustus continude with his strange dialect. "Bow?" Marcia thought, "I'd never bow for him!".

"But just because that we has so different manners, we're after all from different countries, you don't needs that." Augustus said. He maked it sound like he and Marcia came from totally different countries, though they did come from the same. Marcia really loathed him, and his disgusting daughter.

"Oh, okay." Marcia replied, as if she didn't care.

"Cashmére will come soon, she is just dressing up." Augustus told Marcia, almost as if he had read her thoughts. Then Marcia remembered that Augustus infact was a wizard, and technically could read her thoughts if he wanted to. Marcia almost shivered, if Augustus would read her thoughts...

"Eho, Marcia." Cashmére Tanner said.

"Eho?" Marcia asked.

"Hi, hello... it's latin." Cashmére snapped.

"Cashmére, don't be rude." Augustus said.

"I wasn't rude, I said hi!" Cashmére replied. Augustus sighed.

"Very well." Augustus answerd, "Let's meet the others.". "The others?" Marcia thought, "I haven't heard anything about that...". Augustus showed her the way down into a 'room' at the boat. He led her through a door of mahogany, red and gold. Of course. Augustus opend the door, and stepped in. Marcia and Cashmére followed. In the room there was a big, round table with eight chairs, and six of them were already taken. "Only six?" Marcia thought, "Wonder why...".

"Marcia Overstrand." the one who spoke was Naomi Porter, the only woman in the group. Marcia looked at Naomi, and Naomi looked back at her. She, Marcia, liked Naomi, because Naomi had always been nice against her. With her warm yellow cloak, Naomi stood out a loot and seemed to radiate some sort of power. Naomi had light brown, straight hair and hazel eyes. Her smile was warm, and maked Marcia feel a little better.

"Yes?" Marcia answerd.

"We are because we want to discuss a very important thing with you." Darius Pollock said. At first sight, Darius looked very stern and maybe a little rude, but when you looked into his steel-grey eyes, you could see a glimpse of humor and comprehension. And that was the last person in the Wise Seven that Marcia hadn't anything against.

"Okay." Marcia said, "Are there anything wrong?". She knew that it was a brave question, but what could she do?

"We have decided that you can join the Wise Seven. If you'd like, of course." Augustus, who had settled down at one of the chairs, replied. Marcia didn't know what to say. Or she knew what to say, but she didn't knew how to say that she couldn't join the Wise Seven. Because she was apprenticed to Alther Mella, ExtraOrdinary Wizard, and you just don't goes to the ExtraOrdinary Wizard and says; "Hey, you know what? I can't be your apprentice because I'm going to join the Wise Seven, have a good day!". And besides, Marca knew that it would hurt Alther's feelings, and Marcia couldn't allow herself to do that. Marcia swallowed.

"Well..." she begun, but Lucian Ramasotti cut her of.

"Of course our guest probably'd like to think about such a decision." Ramasotti watched Marcia with his yellow, snake-like eyes. A shiver rain through Marcia's spine. Lucian Ramasotti was originally wizard, but it was well known that he had used a spell to make his eyes look like a snakes. Once in her early childhood, Marcia had had... well, a tiny little accident with a purple python, and she had never forgot the snakes eyes. And otherwise Marcia thought that snakes was just a horrable creatures. Infact she thought that all reptiles were horrable.

"I think that it's a wonderful idéa." Cashmére said, and gave Marcia a evil glance.

"Why not?" Marcia answerd, "I could always think about it."

Marcia and Cashmére settled down at their chairs and soon the first dish was served. Infact Marcia enjoyed the food a little, though it was hard to concentrate at the food when Ramasotti and Cashmére glanced a little creepily.
"So, Marcia... What are you doing normally?" Naomi, who sat beside Marcia, asked.

"I am apprentice." Marcia replied.

"How lovely! A wizard-apprentice then, I suppose?" Naomi said.

"Yes." Marcia answerd.

"Wonderful! Magyk is really amazing! Don't you think, Cashmére?" Naomi said to Cashmére who sat at the other side of Naomi, and suddenly Naomi and Cashmére talke about something that Marcia hadn't any idéa of what that could be.

"Wizard, you said?" Ramasotti said lowly, "Ordinary wizard then, I suppose?". Something told Marcia that Ramasotti knew that she was Alther's apprentice.

"Infact, I'm the ExtraOrdinary Wizard's apprentice." Marcia replied and everyone went quiet.

"Well, that was intressting news." Ramasotti said, and Marcia could swear that he smirked a little. Augustus sighed.

"Are you sure that you don't wants to join us, miss Overstrand?" he asked, and he and Darius seemed to exchange worried looks.

"I am sorry, sire, but I can't." Marcia answerd, "I just can't leave that apprentice-ship."

"Marcia, are you really sure?" Naomi said, "You only get one chance like this normally.". Also Naomi seemed to be worried.

"Yes, I am sure." Marcia looked at the kronometer, "Now I'm acting very unmannerly, but I got to go. Joseph maybe will be worried.". And with that Marcia rose up, and left the room.

(A/N I know it ended up pretty quickly, but it's not too bad, is it? However, R&R!)