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Another day was drawing to a close as the almighty Dictator once again left the main stone hall of his fortress, and was escorted by his guards towards the Blue Eyes temple. The deity of all dragons had been the guiding force of the Kingdom since it was built. Legends of
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Lip trembling and hands shaking, Mana hesitated in the doorway. It wasn't that she was afraid of Amelda. The moment Varon had said what he said, an instant wave of confusion and shame had washed over her. 'His mother and his brother...killed...?'
All of her life, Mana had been raised to believe that her people were noble and the people of the Dragon Kingdom were not. Although to her, they were the ones in the wrong, she hadn't held it against the people. Their Dictator started it, didn't he? Did not the stories told about that wicked man send shivers of fright in every young mage? It was why they had to fight against him and his followers, his people, because that was the only way. Peace treaties had remained unheard of, because of the intensity of the fighting...
Magicians vowed to take the road of honor and truth, that's what Master Mahaado always taught. They would not take innocent lives for revenge.
Or would they? 'No, my people wouldn't...'
"Amelda..." she murmured. "Did my people really...?"
Naaah, I wouldn't hurt ya! ;D
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However, before the young girl had a chance to finish her sentence, she found herself pulled forward, colliding with another body. Strong arms wrapped around her form and clutched her tightly. She stilled as she heard a heartbest through the chest, heavy breath against her skin, as the other struggled to stay standing.
Whatever had possesed him to act this way again Amelda wasn't sure, but he just had to stop the conversation. He couldn't talk about it; no wonrd had been uttered for nearly ten years, and he wasn't about to start. It was not due to distrust of Mana though. The theif simply couldn't handle thinking about the incident so long ago; the crashes, the screams, the blood...
Whatever issues he had, he would not impose them on a girl who could still maintain her beautiful innocence, even if it was only for a little longer.
"Just forget it okay?" he mumbled, fingers suddenly entangled in her soft strands of hair, as his head just rested on top of hers. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to hear about it."
Phew thank goodness!! ^^
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After a long pause, the magician girl said, "Okay, Amelda," but after another long pause, she added, "But I can listen if you ever need me to, all right?"
Then Mana looked up, giving him a shy smile. "We can still be friends, yes?"
A post or two to finish this chapter, then? And I'll start ASAP on the next one. ^___^
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The awkwardness was gone, and he felt like a little part him was glowing in warmth due to to Mana's closeness. If he was in a normal state he probably would have been embarassed. Still, he couldn't deny...it felt...nice...
And so he continued to hold her. For the moment, everything was okay. The war, the pain, the fighting, it was all gone within that embrace.
Okies! You want to add more, go ahead. If not, I shall see you in the next chapter!! Take time if you are busy, good luck with exams and such dear. *glomp*
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