Dreamed Into Life

[Illianna]

"Fine so long as someone does!" I huff crossing my arms

[Arthur Chevalier]

Arthur grins, and reaches down to pet her head gently. "You remind me of my little sister."

[Illianna]

I can't help it, I wrinkl my face at him. "Just teach me." I grumbl

[Arthur Chevalier]

"As you wish," he teases. "Of course, my little sister was six the last time I saw her..."

[Illianna]

I smile turning back to the castle. "You can teach me as I weave." I say gently.

Once at my loom the lesson begins. "Where do we beguin."

[GamesMaster]

Over the next hour, he teaches her the basics: greetings, grammar, how to say her name and where she's from. "In their system, of course, you would give your clan's name, but you or I don't have clans. Well, I didn't until I was formally adopted into the Two Rivers clan."

[Illianna]

I turn the crank again on the loom the soft green linen rolling into a neat bolt. "Hello I am illianna wife of Ravna the dreaded queen of two rivers." I say in two rivers proud of my progress. I pick my shuttle back up and send it flying back and forth. "Arthur, what is your sisters name? If she's still in castle I could have Ari look for her when she goes back in a few days"

[Arthur Chevalier]

"Oh, there's no need to do that," he says casually. "I'm sure she's grown and wed by now and probably happy with her life.'

[Illianna]

"I'm not sure anymore if anyone can be happy there anymore." I say softly I shake the sadness from my head and return to my lesson. "How are you, it's a lovely day..." I continue until the bolt is done and the light is low. "Thank you. Will you come again tomorrow so I might learn more?"

[Arthur Chevalier]

"Of course." He smiles. "I really enjoyed this afternoon. I am truly sorry about the whole... pregnancy business," he adds. 

[Illianna]

"Don't be. I've always wanted to be a mother." I smile as my fingers trade across my stomach

[Arthur Chevalier]

"Well, if you're sure," he says, and smiles. "Good evening, lady."

[Illianna]

Over the next few days Arthur teaches me the language as I weave or work on taming the garden. By mid week I'm able to understand most of the survents chatter and am conversing mostly in two rivers with Arthur.

It's midnight on Friday when I sit bolt up again. I can't recall the dream but I'm frightened and pained.  I take a few calming breaths before checking myself over.  I'm fine and so is my babe. So then what? Something in my gut tells me that mistress is in danger.

I wrap myself in in a clock and slip quietly into the garden

Her blood has spilled on our friend an old oak whispers she comes near death the daisies murmur they should reach us by dawn the mushroom say.

My blood runs cold. Ravna is injured. I turn and run back into the castle passing the startled guards and reaching aris room "wake up wake up I need your help! She been hurt hurry we need to prepare!" I say shaking her awake

[GamesMaster]

Arielle snorts awake, murmuring, "hmm, what? What is it?"

[Illianna]

"Casualties! Their on their way we need to start boiling water and prepping bandages hurry!" I shout running words the door coming face to face with anxious and bewildered guards. I look and noticed bornj.

"I'm a witch I know things, and on thing I know is the raiding party is returning near death wake the house we need to be ready" I shout pushing past him. My words aren't perfect but the good enough to get the message across as the house starts to wake. By the time  the sky is graying the kitchen reeks of medicain