Road to the Grail

[CJF]

Rea kept her gaze infront of her, watching for any sign, great or small, to confirm which way Arannte was taken. Footprints in the mud simplified guessing the direction she was being taken. Rea prayed silently that Arannte was alive. The message she'd recieved helped hope arise from the ashes it had fallen to. Rea knew-and hoped- that Arannte was okay.

Rebecca longed to leave the group behind and join Arannte. Even more, she longed to help Arannte. The message she'd recieved from her was not pleasant, and Rebecca wanted to help her friend. Tears filled her eyes as she thought of Arannte being tortured. It was unbearable. All she could do was pray. She couldn't help Arannte at all. When night fell, Rebecca tried to sleep, but couldn't. She was about to go mad! She wanted to scream!

 

[Kookaburra]

The next day, Arannte could not even move. The host was forced to stop and wait, and the leader was livid with rage at his inability to do something.

The mud was churned by the many feet, no hard sign to follow. Arannte had slowly been building up her strength, and now she had enough to put a slight stupor over the host at the same time as putting a shield around her.

~~~~~

Everyone was restless that night. Schy was crouched near Edward, and through a simple glance at him, he knew much of what was going on in his mind. 'Losing' and loving Rebecca, needing an heir to the throne, loneliness, worry.

He is a very complex man.

Rebecca stirred in her sleep, and Edward looked her direction, frowning. She was mumbling little snatches of phrases. "Rann . . . blood, ah! Ireland . . . I want to go . . . to Ireland. Helpless! Alone! Captured!" With that, she jerked upright, her eyes far away.

Robin touched her shoulder. "You all right?" he was frightened by the look in her eyes.

"I saw Arannte . . . she's captured." she didn't say anything else, but looked longingly towards Mystic.

 

[Kookaburra]

Hey, Darr...why don't you post in the GWGMJ--Add on? I posted a nice post yesturday....

 

[CJF]

I will in a sec.


As soon as she was sure that Robin and the others were asleep, Rebecca stood and mounted Mystic. Mystic galloped off, towards the beach. Once she got there, the sun started to peek it's face over the mountains. Rebecca saw a big enough boat to fit her an Mystic. Now she had two paths before her. One, that led to Arannte. The second the led back to the group...to Robin. I cannot stand being stuck here, knowing my friend is in danger. Robin has done without me thirt-een years. I'm sure he can do without me for a few months. Rebecca left what money she had for the boat. She led Mystic onto it, and started off towards Ireland.


A few day's later, Rebecca reached Ireland's shores. She looked back in the direction she had come. No, she was glad she'd came. She mounted Mystic, who galloped off in the direction she wanted. After a few hours of travel, Rebecca stopped. She looked around. Something wasn't quite right. There was a strange silence around her. Even Mystic seemed disturbed. Rebecca slowly pulled out her sword, but it the silence, it was clear that she had drawn her weapon. She didn't know if she should stay, or if she should go. She decided that any position was better than the one she was in, and spurred Mystic to go on. She rode on for a few day's, some day's wihtou stopping, others only stopping for a meal.
One day, Mystic was in a walk, and the same strange silence came back. Mystic stopped, and refused to keep going. Rebecca noticed a small town up ahead. "Come on Mystic." she whispered. Suddenly, Rebecca heard a growl ot her right. She dared not turn her head. She spurred Mystic into a gallop. Mystic reluctantly went, but wouldn't stop. She ran right through the destroyed town, and wouldn't stop. Rebecca thought it was for the best, and didn't try to stop her.

 

[Kookaburra]

Arannte tried to rise, but was pushed roughly back by the guard, who instantly regretted it, as a welt rose on his hand. He cursed at her and kicked her, but had a simiiler reaction.

"Get away from the captive!" shouted the human, and Arannte smirked at him.

He subsided angrily and stomped away. Rann was feeling something was close--she felt Nightmare, and . . . her eyes snapped open. REBECCA! she clutched the poisoned knife in her hand and prepared her aching, wounded muscles for a leap to freedom.

The snarl of a werewolf greeted her, and she spun, seeing the red eyes staring at her as they strove in a battle of wills.

Die!

Never give up! Diera!

The beast recoiled as if struck. The warcry was full of pointed magic. She looked around. Most of the host had fled or were engaged in battle with the werewolves.

If I but had a horse.... she grinned, and stretched out her hand. Why hadn't she thought of it before? The air seemed to condense, then solidify. Water joined it until a gleaming blue horse stood before her, ears alert.

Arannte was too tired to mount, so the horse practically picked her up with its teeth and flung her onto its back, which didn't hurt. Drained, she let the horse carry her through the ranks of glistening fangs and scarlet eyes. The magic horse carried her out of danger then set her down. Such creatures never stayed for long. They answered the call, then vanished.

Rebecca! she called, and then lost consciousness.

 

[CJF]

Rebecca! said a voice to her right.
Rebecca jerked her head. Arannte!
Rebecca smiled, and spurred Mystic to her right. Rebecca rode for a half an hour, excitment and joy flooding her heart. Rebecca felt she was getting closer. She spotted Arannte lying on the side of a small path. She dismounted and ran to her aid.
Rebecca didn't have the healing power Arannte did, but she had water and bandages. Rebecca tended Arannte's wounds, without waking Arannte. Rebecca set up a small camp, and put Arannte in a tent. She sleped for a few hours before awakening.


Rea and Lanz searched for hours and hours on end. Rea was beginning to loose hope. The footprints had scattered in one area, and she found no traces of Arannte anywhere. Lanz and Rea stopped for the night. Rea sat on a log, as Lanz made a fire. The sun set fast. Glistening tears streamed down Rea's face, though she made not a sound.
But, she can't be dead. Surely they would have left her body if she had died? Rea tumbled thoughts around in her mind. Lanz spoke nothing for quite a while, until Rea asked a question.
"Lanz, do you think she's alive?" Lanz looked up at Rea, her face pale and her eyes red.
"Well, we have no proof that she's dead, but there's also no proof that she's alive."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"Truthfuly, I don't know. I would like to believe that she's alive, but it's looking that way."
Rea nodded, another river of more tears rolling down her white face. Lanz stood, sat next to Rea and put his arm around her. She gladly accepted his comfort.

 

[CJF]

BUMP!

 

[Kookaburra]

Ookay, 5 minute post!

~~~~~

Arannte woke to the soft chuckle of the stream and the trilling of some bird. Startled, she lifted herself on her elbow and winced at the stiffness in her side. Looking down, she saw bandages on her arm and she felt another underneath her tunic.

She heard movement nearby, and she realized where she was, inside a deerhide tent. Rebecca pushed aside the flap and entered, her hair gleaming dully in the soft light.

Arannte's face was drawn and pale. "Where's Nightmare?" she asked hoarsely, taking the wooden bowl offered her.

"I have not seen her, she must have escaped during the battle." Rebecca replied, and she embraced her friend. "It has been too long." she said softly, and smiled at her friend.

Arannte ate quickly and scrambled to her feet. "Wait a moment." She said, as Rebecca packed the tent and scattered the fire. She stepped outside of the camp and whistled. She heard nothing, so she whistled again. Out of the shadows, a dapple grey came, and she mounted bareback.

~~~~~

I'm out of time. I'll post more later, maybe in an hour or two.

 

[CJF]

I wont be on when you get on. Please post though. I have to go to, so I'll talk to you later.

 

[Kookaburra]

Arannte and Rebecca were both mounted and riding swiftly. Arannte felt vulnerable without weapons, so Rebeccaa lent her several razor sharp knives and a daggar. Although not her favorite, she was fairly handy at throwing knives, so she was content.

Slowly, she felt her strength returning, but they searched for a snug place to camp rather early, since her shoulder was paining her. The dapple grey flung himself doggodly into the task of fording streams, jumping fallen logs, and finding trails where there were none. He was bred for the harshest thing you could throw at it, and Mystic tired sooner than it.

They found their camp at the base of a great, uprooted tree in a small downward cup. The thick clump of roots formed one wall and a reflector for the fire. The other walls were formed by the depression in the soil and a rock overhang where they lit their small fire. To be seen meant death, and they didn't want to risk it.

Arannte was a ghost in the forest, and she wore moccasins, which allow you to feel a stick before you snap it. Just that little rustle might mean their whereabouts were comprimised. She gathered a bundle of kindling and sticks, and snared a rabbit.

Rebecca and Arannte sat next to their fire, the latter's eyes half-shut with weariness. She knew she probably shouldn't have pushed herself so far, but she wanted to find Nightmare and Rea.

"I must go back, you know," Rebecca said, prodding the fire with a stick. Arannte didn't look at the fire -- that could leave you blind when you look out into the darkness. She shifted against the smooth rock.

"Yes," she said, "yes, you should. But there are two seals in Ireland. Should we bring them here?"

Rebecca paused. "I don't know. It's up to -- up to Even, or Edward."

"Edward?"

Rebecca fumbled for words. "The -- the prince and future king of France . . . . "

Arannte looked intently at the ground, subdued. "Then he'll view me as a traitor . . . his father would have been the one that ordered my parents and I killed."

"Killed? But--"

"I'm not wholly French, Rox," she said bitterly. "I'm half English."

"I -- I --"

"You didn't know, or you forgot."

"I'm sorry. But I'm sure he will not know, or will have forgotten."

"Yes, maybe. But what if he hasn't? I have killed a few of his soldiers when they hunted for me. When they caught me and left me hog-tied on the red ant hill."

"You're still alive. You're too smart to be caught off guard."

She noticed the expression on Arannte's face. "I don't want to have to run all the time!"

"Come with me, and I'll make sure nothing happens. I promise."

Arannte was listening, a slight smile on her lips. "Come in, my silent friend. Lanz gave you away that time."

Rea materialized out of the trees, Lanz right behind her. Nightmare could be heard snuffing at the leaves. Rea reached her hands towards Arannte. "You're alive!" There was a smile on her face, and she nodded to Rebecca.

"I will be going back to England to fetch some people, but I will be back."

"We're coming with you!" Rea said stubbornly, and grinned.

"You always were muleheaded, weren't you?" The friendly insult warmed them and the three girls settled down while Lanz took first watch.

"I don't know about you, but I'm tired, and we're going to be going a long ways tomorrow."

 

[CJF]

Awesome post! You sure do have a talent with bringing unexspected things intp a post, huh? I mean that a good way.


Rea's eyes grew heavy as the fire died. She soon fell into a peacfull, dreamless sleep.

Rebecca tried to sleep, but couldn't keep her eyes shut. Something was keeping her awake, again. She finally drifted off into a light sleep, but would wake up at almost every loud sound she heard.

Rebecca kept thinking of Edward and how friendly he was, and yet he could be very unpredictable. Yes, she was betrothed to him, at one time. But that was over now right? Surely he would choose someone else worthy enough to rule France? Rebecca thought of home. She thought of her mother and father. She wondered if they missed her, as she missed them? But Rebecca knew she couldn't go back. She didn't want to go back to France. She wanted to stay with the people she loved. She wanted to stay with Robin.

Robin walked behind Edward, staring at the ground. His thoughts were on Rebecca, and if she was safe or not. Who knows what could have hapened to her? he kept thinking. He prayed that she would be protected.

Rea awoke to the sunlight in her face. It's warm fragrance brightened up the forest, as it had one morning two day's ago. Rea was overjoyed that Arannte was alright.

 

[Kookaburra]

They rode four abreast that day -- Rea on Gwanthi, Rebecca on Mystic, Rann (to keep with the 'r's) on Nightmare, and Lanz on the mysterious dapple grey.

Nightmare raised her head and sniffed at the wind, scenting things the humans weren't likely to. "The werewolves are under control now," Lanz said. They were killed by those humans who attacked and carried you off.

"Yes, that would have happened. The army was solely magic-based and magic-controlled. A short time after I escaped, they vanished into a thick grey smoke."

Rebecca seemed preoccupied. "What is it?"

"I daresay you could find out if you used a little of your magic," Rebecca said playfully.

"But I have no wish to! And such probing often has bad side effects. It can make you re-live memories." Arannte replied honestly.

Rea pointed ahead. "Look!"

They sat their horses when they reached the ridge, which looked down to the sea, perhaps four miles away as the land sloped away from them with its ridges and folds. At the other end of the channel, the dark thin line of land could be seen, faint among a thin blue haze. Beyond, a great mountain could be seen humping its back against the skyline. A great, thick dark cloud was drawn around it, and flashes of lightning lit it. The thunder could not be heard, it was too far away, but they could tell evil was broiling in that cloud.

"We must hurry! Evil is rising in England." Lanz shouted, as a front swept towards them, gusts of wind pushing hair out of their faces.

"Look again! The evil is heading south. Away. We have yet time!" Rebecca replied. Rea gripped Lanz's hand between their saddles and they rushed down the hills until a lower crest blocked their vision.

"We can make it to the shores tonight," Arannte said softly, and Rebecca knew what strain this was putting on her. "I cannot carry much over the water, for we must travel quickly. Be prepared."

They nodded and then were out on the coarse sand, free of the dark, encircling cliffs. "There!" Rea said, pointing to a piece of land that jutted out over the water. They hastily climbed aboard and Arannte shaped it until it was an earthen boat. They couldn't feel themselves moving, but when they looked back, the shore was wreathed in fog. Rea could tell they were moving much swifter than before.

There was two sort of rooms -- one stabled the horses, the other was where they stayed. The wind whipped their faces raw as the storm descended upon them, but Arannte managed to keep it to a safe level as they hurtled through the afternoon squall. They covered themselves with blankets and there was a rock overhang that they built a fire under.

They huddled close for warmth, and the three girls drifted off to sleep again as night drew its stubborn veil around them.

 

[CJF]

Wow! Your posts are outstanding!

I can't really think of anything at the moment.

 

[Kookaburra]

You can post . . . about them arriving back at Even's group. I don't want to post about this trip though, because they'll be going back in a few days or whatever.

 

[CJF]

Okay, I think I know what to post now. Okay, here we go.

The group landed ashore, and rode off into the clouded surrounding, dissapearing into the thick mist. The fog was so heavy infact that, unless you had very keen eye sight, you could not see any more than five inches ahead of you. Rea looked around her and could barley see the figures of Arannte, Lanz and Rebecca around her.

Rebecca knew that the minute she saw Robin, she would get a lecture of how much danger she put herself in. She got it from her parent's when she'd ride her horse to fast, and now she knew she would be getting it again. Most likely the exsact same one. Rebecca smiled at the thought.
"Rebecca! Don't you know you could have gotten yourself hurt? Not to mention you worried me to the point of death. Do that again, and I declare I shall die of worry." She pictured Robin and her mother saying at the exsact same time. And she would always reply back: "If you were worried to the point of death you wouldn't be here." Rebecca nearly laughed aloud at the thought of her telling that to Robin.

Edward took up the end, following Robin, but he kept quite a distance behind him. The thin mist that had been surrounding them for the past two day's, dampened his hair. Edward was so far back, he could barley see Robin who was about half a mile in front of him. Edward didn't know what he was doing. He'd only come along on this mission to protect Rebecca. But since he learned that she now had Robin to protect her, Edward did not desire to stay in this group.
You're pathetic Edward. I mean the girl has every right to love someone else. The world does not revolve around you. If it was meant to be that Rebecca and you were to be together, then it would happen. But since she loves Robin, it just means that she's not the one for you. Edward kept telling himself. All of a sudden, a loud shriek reached his ears. Edward looked around, and another scream pearcied the silence. The group stopped, but Edward ran in the direction the scream had come. Three more screams led him to a stream where a theif was beating up on a young lady. Edward drew his sword. The man heard it, and turrned.
"Let her go." Edward said.
"This isn't your buisness stranger." the man said drawing his sword. Edward stepped out into the wide stream.
"Just let the young lady go, and no one will get hurt." Edward said. The man, who still had ahold of the lady's hand, pulled her next to him and grabbed her hair. She winced as he pulled her head back, furhter and further. Edward observed the situation. The woman had scratches all on her arms, and her neck, and her wrist was bleeding badly. Her pale skin clearly stated she'd been in this condition for more than two day's, and if she was not helped she could die from loss of blood. Her clothes were stained on the back with the color of blood, possibly from a whip. Her dress was dirty and torn, and her hair was so dirty, Edward could not tell what color it was. But despite her dirty, and somewhat ugly appearence, Edward could see the beauty burried beneath all of it.
The man backed up, and tied the girl to a nearby tree. She had almost no strength left, and could not free herself.
"If you want the girl to go free, you have to fight her for it." the man said, getting in a fight position. Edward shurgged and walked towards the man, who lunged at Edward. Edward easily got out of the way, as the man slipped on a wet rock and fell into the water. He got up, and lunged once more at Edward, who easily knocked the sword out of the man's hand.
"Now sir, do you wish to continue, or do you forfit this match?" Edward asked.
"I give up."
"Good. Now go your way, and I'll go mine." Edward waited until the man was out of sight, then he freed the young woman.
"Thank you." she said weakly, staring down at the ground.
"What young lady do I have the privialge of rescuing?" Edward asked smiling.
"I doubt that it is a privilage of knowing me, for I am just a peasent who was born lower than the dirt you walk on, but my name is Kariana Lennard." she said, not daring to look up at Edward.
"For somone who is lower than the dirt, you have quite a lovely name. Might I ask what happened?"
"I am headed to London, and he was suposed to be my escort. I gave all the money I had, and when we reached this spot, he took everything else of any value from me."
"What about all of the scratches-"
"I was beat about two day's ago for stealing. I didn't steal anything of course, but they gave me a stealers punishment."
"But a punishment you did not deserve." Edward said kindly. For the first time, she looked up at him. Edward was taken aback at her eyes. They were an emerald green, that seemed to change from an emerald green, to a dark turquoise.
"May I offer you an escort to London? You need a surgen, and soon."
"I have no money."
"I'll pay for it."
"Oh no, sir please. I do not want you to spend your money on me. I don't deserve it." she said looking back down at the ground.
"Nonsense! Besides, it is my duty as Prince Edward, to help you."
"Your Highness, forgive me." she said dropping to her knees."
"No, get up. Come, follow me."
She reluctantly followed him back to the group. Edward could tell they didn't notice he was gone, so he took his horse, moounted, and helped her mount. She was skinny enough(most likely from not eating) to fit in front of him. They rode to a nearby town, where her wounds were treated. Edward bought her a green dress, to where, other than her old one. She took a bath, and cleaned herself up. When she emerged, wearing her new dress, her hair and her face washed, Edward was even more amazed at how beatiful she really was. Her hair was thin, and it's color was very light brown. Her skin was naturally, lightly tanned, and her eyes were now a dark emerald green, that almost matched her dress. Her hair was braided in five braids, and then wrapped into small loops, that hung just abover her neck.
"Kariana, you look lovely." Edward said, escorting her to the dinning hall of the fancy hotel.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better about myself."
"No, I'm not. I'm saying that because it's the truth. You really are beautiful." Edward said, pulling a chair out for her, and then scooting it back in. He sat down, and they ordered their food. They talked a while, and before Edward knew it, a friendship had begun. But it was more than just a friendship. She was telling him personal things about her past, and she'd only just met him. Edward suddenly felt a need to help her, in some way or another.
After they were done eating, Edward escorted her back to her room.
"I can't thank you enough for everything you've done." Kariana said, facing Edward.
"You don't need to thank me. Being able to spend time with you, is thanks enough." Edward replied, looking into her eyes.
"You have the most beautiful eyes." he whispered. Kariana smiled a nervous smile, and looked away.
"Thank you your highness." she said.
"Edward." Edward corrected. Kariana looked back up at him.
"Edward." she repeated.
They stared in each others eyes for a moment, before Kariana whispered good night and went into her room. Edward smiled. He'd never felt this feeling before. This new feeling scared him a little, but he liked it.

New character!!!

NAME: Kariana Lennard-Kari for short
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
RACE: Human
DESCRIPTION:

WEAPONS: None, as of yet
TRANSPORTATION: None as of yet
PERSONALITY: Friendly, trustworthy and very sympathetic
HISTORY: Will find out later.

 

[Kookaburra]

wow! Great post! Now it's my turn to be confused.

~~~~~

Arannte shouted for the others to come in closer. "They are close!" she said, and they crested a ridge. Below them they could see the mist was clearing, and emerging was a string of riders.

Rebecca shouted to Robin, but he didn't hear.

"We'll see them in town," Arannte said, pointing to a narrow catwalk on the face of the cliff. Nightmare took to it and they slowly came down the mountain. "Look! Your friend Edward has company. A girl."

Rebecca looked down, but couldn't see much through the mist. But Arannte didn't need eyes. "Oh? Then perhaps he may have forgotten me."

Arannte noticed the pleased look that flashed across her face. "I won't let him see me. I shouldn't have come . . . I'm a danger to you all."

"Nonsense!" Rebecca said.

"Arannte, they'd have to kill me first before I let them hang you," Rea said stubbornly.

Lanz smiled cheerfully. "Oh, but that'd mean I'd have to die before you. Now where would that leave us? No one alive? Oh, but Rebecca wouldn't have to kill herself."

He felt a clump of dirt hit his back, and he looked back up along the narrow path. "Hey!" Rebecca grinned. She felt so free!

"Hush. We must go quieter here." They reached the bottom of the cliff and they forded a turbulent mountain stream and scrambled up the bank. They felt tension returning, for Arannte's life was at stake if Edward's men caught hold of her.

They entered the town about the time Edward sat down to eat with Kariana. Down the main street, and then they pulled up in front of the hotel. Rebecca ordered the rooms, and then they went to eat at the only place in town that had food -- the diner.

They stepped in, and she heard Rebecca take a sharp breath. She flung herself into Robin's arms and Edward turned his head slightly.

Arannte stood in a dark corner of the room, alone. Rea was with Lanz, Rebecca with Robin, Edward with the stranger girl. The girl looked up, and their eyes met. She was sure they hadn't seen each other before, but a flicker of recognition came into her eyes, and she smiled. "Oh! Aren't you Arannte? The one the soldiers were looking for?"

Edward's head snapped around, a dozen of his company lunged to their feet. A ring of cold steel sounded, and Edward saw with distinct shock that her blade was drawn with a movement so quick he'd almost missed it. She did not attack, however, but looked at Rebecca, who was on her feet.

Rea stood silently, and moved to join her friend. "No one harms her."

Rebecca felt something cold in her. This wasn't going as planned. "Edward, call off your men. She is a friend."

Arannte's voice was chill. "No need. I shall leave. Thanks for the warm welcome." She was gone, and the sound of hooves on the cobblestones was heard.

Rebecca stood very still as a gust of chilly wind rushed into the room. Then she sat. "I'll go after her later. They'll never catch her, she's a ghost in the wood." Robin could sense her distress, and he touched her arm.

"I'm glad you're back," he said simply.

~~~~~

The wind was chill on Arannte's face as she galloped out of town. She could see the thick cloud coming in.

Snow.

She shivered, and was thankful. It would cover her tracks. She circled around the town, and watched for pursuit. She settled down and waited for morning, when she knew Rea would come.

 

[CJF]

Great post!

Rea sat quietly, planning in her head, what time she'd leave to join Arannte. They'd been together in this since the beginning, and she wasn't about to let Arannte leave without her. After the group ate, in a rather awkward silence, they all retreated to their rooms. Rea layed in her bead, and for two hours pretended to be sleeping. When she knew that Rebecca was asleep, Rea slipped out of bed and down the stairs in complete silence. She went outside, mounted Gwanthi, and rode off up a steep hill, where she met Arannte. Rea took one last look at the sleeping town, before looking back at Arannte, ready to go wherever she went.

Kariana thought her heart would burst with joy after the evening with Edward. She felt guilty for speeking up about Arannte, and wished she wouldn't have said anything. She went crawled under the warm, satin sheets if the bed, but couldn't get to sleep. She thought about her trip to London and wondered if she'd ever get there. But finally, she fell alseep.

Rebecca layed in bed for quite a while, thinking of why she let Arannte go. Why didn't I try to stop her from leaving? That's a stupid question, Roxanne. There's not one human who could make Arannte do somethign she didn't want to. I admire her for that. Rebecca finally drifted off into a deep sleep.

Edward walked into his room, and layed on his bed. He thought of Kariana. He thought of her laugh, her smile, her eyes. He thought of how he made her feel. He thought of how un-confident she was about her self. He thought of how little she thought she could do. He thought of the things he knew she could do. Edward found himself longing to help her become the person she really was.

Robin was overjoyed to see Rebecca. Releif flooded him. He no longer had to worry about her getting hurt, and him not knowing about it. Robin could tell how discouraged Rebecca was about Arannte's leaving. Robin would do everything in his power to make her feel better.

 

[CJF]

As the day's went by, the group finally reached an area where they could get a ship for themselves. Even told the captain to make for France.
France!?! Rebecca had to keep herself from screaming. Why France? Why couldn't he had picked, Spain or something? Rebecca tried to make it appear that she wasn't tense or fidgety, but Robin knew better. He talked to her whenever she needed it, and assured her that nothing would happen.

Edward awoke the next morning, aware that the group had left without him. He dressed, cleaned himself up, and went downstairs. He waited for Kariana.

Kariana was grateful for the new wardrobe she'd been given, and picked out a soft blue dress. Her hair hing down to her lower back, slightly curly. When she imerged form her room, she noticed Edward waiting for her.
"Good morning." he said smiling. She smiled and replied, "Good morning Edward."
"I have a question." Edward asked.
"Yes?"
"Do you know the sword?"
"No, I was never taught." Kariana replied sheepishly.
"Well then, after breakfast I shall educate you."

And he did. For two hours each day for a week, he taught her the sword. She caught on quickly, and was soon ready for almost anything. One day, as she and Edward were taking a walk, he led her to a stable where a tan colored horse with a white man and tail was kept.
"Is he your horse?" Kariana asked, petting the horses nose.
"No, he's yours." Edward replied. Kariana gasped.
"For me?"
Edward nodded.
"I found him caught in a river. It was a miracle that I saw him. It was heavy with fog, but I suddenly saw something bright shinning in the river. I pulled him out of the river and saw that his leg was injured. He'll be ready for riding in about two days."
"Thank you ever so much Edward!" Kariana said thankfully.

 

[CJF]

The group got off the ship, and stepped onto the ground of France. Rebecca was very uneasy, tense, fidgety, jumpy and just about everything but calm. Robin tried not to laugh at her. Her hands were shaking, she was so excited.(in a bad way)

Kariana and Edward spent the next two days together, until Kariana's horse, who'm she'd named Honey(yeah, lame I know) was up and running. Edward offered to escort Kariana to London. She accepted his offer imediatly. She was a little discouraged that it was only a two day journey.


Kendz, ya gonna post about Arannte and Rea? And where's Lanz?

 

[Kookaburra]

Well, see . . . Lanz is qute unsure of what's happening, but he will track Rea to where they are. I don't have time to post now, and I might actually have to withdraw from a few add-ons because I just don't have time now that holi's are over. I'll keep this one and 7 seals, plus OF and the Fantasy one there. So that's 4, plus Spanish homework (1 hour every day), plus school homework and making dinner. So yeah, I have time only to post once every morning and perhaps 3 times after school, so that's like 1 post a day . . . .

EEK!

I'll post after school, yea.