Chapter Three: In the Den of Thieves
A terrible sandstorm began right as the Magicians prepared to track Amelda into the desert. There was no way they could follow as the winds wiped away any trail that might have been useful. When the guards reported that the secret passage in the wall had been opened, the Pharaoh called for an emergency meeting
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Mana had woken up at the sound of a raised voice, but had not yet panicked since she was still a bit disoriented. When her mind became clearer, she found that she was in unfamiliar surroundings. 'This isn't my room.' It sparked in her mind, the face of the young man and the temple caving in around them. For a horrifying moment, she had put two plus two together and imagined the worst possible scenario.
'I've been KIDNAPPED! I've been kidnapped, I've been kidnapped!' Mana had jumped up, her hysteria taking over all rationality. 'Master Mahaado's gonna KILL me! Oh my Ra, does he even know where I am? The Prince is gonna be so worried and what does the stranger want with me, is he gonna hurt me or--'At the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the stranger who had taken her away from the palace. This further fueled her panic and the headache ( ... )
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One thing was for sure. Her headache wasn't feeling any better thinking all these frightening thoughts!
"Ehem...okay," she said finally, in a meek voice. Carefully, as though somehow expecting him to curse her at any moment, she took hold of his hand. Using it to balance herself as she sat back down on the bed, she waited quietly like a good little patient. But she was still worried.
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"Am I gonna be okay?" she asked fearfully. She didn't realize how serious her injury was, and she suddenly wished that Mahaado was there with them. He seemed to know just about everything there was to know about anything.
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"You'll be fine with a bit of rest," he replied, removing the cloth and soaking a herbal mix from one of the bottles on some long clean bandages. He then proceeded in carefully wrapping them tightly around her head. "These will have to be changed once a day, but otherwise, you'll make a full recovery." he finished, his voice calm, almost pleasant. It had been a while since he spoke in a tone so close to content and happiness; what was this girl doing to him?
When he had finished, the mercenary stood up and prepared to leave, only to stop abruptly and look down at the hand that was still gripping onto his.
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In the moment that he stood up to go, she had never felt so alone. Back at the palace, she was surrounded by servants, mages, and teachers. But here...there had only been the stranger. He had taken her away from her home, but he had healed her.
This man had been so nice to her... While Mana didn't understand why he had helped her, she was willing to learn more about him. She'd always been a good student.
"...What's your name?"
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There was so much going through his mind right now; why did she seem to trust him, after everything he did? He knew himself that if their roles were reversed, he couldn't be as forgiving to someone like him. Still, she wasn't quite like anyone he'd ever met before. He was unable to place her in the corrupt and pain filled world he had inhabited for so long, but perhaps that was a good thing. There had already been too many innocent people slaughtered, which he had witnessed with his own eyes...
Finally blinking in realization she had asked a question, he tensed a little. He doubted very much the others would like the fact he gave the 'prisoner' his name, but he felt unable to ignore the request. She had given him some sense of trust (why he couldn't comprehend) so it was only fair he returned it.
"Amelda." he simply replied.
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