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Santiran City. It must be full of icicles there!” Sary laughed as she swung her legs back and forth.
Shade yawned and scooted back until her back hit the pillows. “Ya, probably. I just know that he seems eerily familiar to me. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen him before, but he ‘feels’ familiar. Is that weird, Sary? Or am I just insane already?” She sighed.
Sary sat up in her bed and watched her. “No, you’re definitely not insane. You have no idea what kinds of magic you possess do you, Shade? I’ve heard of the things you have done. No one I know can do such things. You are one of the most powerful Fey I know. If you could control your magic, who knows what you could do. I believe these feelings you’re getting are based on real things. Trust yourself, you might find that you’re right about it.”
Shade smiled at her friend. Sary had been a comfort since Brisa had packed and left for college. She was alone now; her one friend moving on to a normal life. She had never felt more alone than the few weeks she had had without Brisa. She called her up frequently, but it was definitely not the same. It would never be the same ever again.
She sighed as she leaned down to get her pack off the floor when a knock echoed from the door. She glanced at Sary, who shrugged. Turning back to the door, she got up and moved towards it. Turning the knob, she felt the door give under the weight of whoever now shoved at it.
“Shade Dyer? Your presence is requested by Prince Lotinar.” A large massive man entered, he was clad in metal and leather, followed by his identical twin. Shade’s eyes widened and her mouth opened to scream, but stopped when Camulus slipped in behind the guards. Shade eyed them both in confusion.
“Camulus, they’re part of Aveta’s guards!” Shade exclaimed. She backed into the room and ran towards her backpack on the floor, hoping to yank her sword out in time.
“Shade, stop, it’s ok. Draden and his brother Andraste are no longer part of Aveta’s troops. They have sworn allegiance to Prince Lotinar. It’s ok.” Camulus’ hands were up, trying to persuade her that they meant her no harm. Shade’s frantic eyes stared at the pair and widened even more as Draden approached her. She gripped her pack to her chest, afraid to let go, and so ready to run for it if she had to.
“What?” She shook her head in disbelief. Sary shimmied over to her and held her around the shoulders, whispering to her to calm down. Shade refocused herself and looked up to Sary, who despite the scare, appeared calm.
“It’s ok, Shade, Camulus is trustworthy. Let’s just see what Prince Lotinar wants,” Sary said.
“Only Shade is summoned, Sary.” Camulus nodded toward them and beckoned Shade to follow them. She moved her eyes to stare at Camulus. Pulling back her fear, she nodded softly and proceeded to follow him while still clutching her pack.
Shade glared at Draden who watched her with calm, ocean-blue eyes. His hair was pulled back neatly, and his scruffy stubble was now shaved clean. He still looked like he had seen a little too much hard soldiering, but he didn’t seem as dangerous this time around, as he had at the Santiran Fountains. He stared right back at her and grinned as she approached them. She eyed him up and down and continued on past him, following the green Elven-Pixie.
In the hall, she fell into step behind Camulus. Shade glanced back to watch the twin guards bringing up the rear, and the door to her room grow smaller the further away they went. She felt so alone again without Sary by her side. Even Soap and Dylan seemed to feel far away in their chambers on the next floor. She wondered if Dylan could feel her panic. She breathed in and tried to calm her nerves before he was compelled to run out here and save her. She felt a little less apprehensive the closer they got to the Prince’s chambers. The feeling of danger subsided slowly as curiosity flooded her mind.
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