Ok, so my next POV should have one of Naidia's nightmares.
Nothing good can come from this. Well, minus Regina being found. I miss her. I really miss Regina. That’s the sad part. I don’t see how it is a sad part but it still is.
I quickly find Clever some food. We need to keep moving, her and me. She’s my reminder to keep moving, try to find home, and I should try to find a place where I feel safe. I must keep moving. I must keep moving, for Regina. I must find Regina. Once I find her, I’ll go back. I’m not going back until I find her, and bring her to Redwater.
I shiver. It’s getting colder; Clev and I need to get back to camp. Alton is going to kill me if I stay in the dark. He knows why. Well, I know why also, but not important right now. I just can’t be alone with the nightmares in the dark. That’s what’s important.
Well, so is finding Regina. But that’s not what we’re trying to do right now; well, I’m not trying to do it.
Clev and I start back to camp. It’ll be time to face the nightmares soon, but not right now. Not until absolutely necessary. As Lorela used to say, you can’t let people see you cry. It only makes them think you’re weak
A young Naidia is walking into the library, looking for her sister Lorela. She sees Lorela hiding behind a bookshelf, sitting on a chair reading a letter. She sees Lorela is crying, and goes to investigate.
“Lore-Lore, why are you crying?” asks Naidia.
“Naid, I might have to go away for a while. Ben will still be here, and I’ll try to write to you. I might not see you for a while, but I’ll be back. I promise,” says Lorela.
“Where are you going?” asks Naidia.
“I have to go do some Guard Captain stuff, alright sweetie” says Lorela.
“Why do you have to go?”
“I have to go fight some bad guys, to help our country. I’ll be back, so don’t worry. I’ll have to leave soon, but I know I’ll see both of you again. Take care of Clever, alright?” says Lorela.
They sit like that for a few minutes, with Lorela trying to remove traces of tears, while Naidia hugs her. Then, someone opens the library door. Ben. He sees the two girls, one sitting on the others lap, hugging her. He starts walking towards them, and, once he reaches them, picks Naidia up off of Lorela’s lap and takes one of Lorela’s hands.
Leon mutters something in German into Naidia’s ear.
“Can you say that in English?” asks Lorela.
“Be still. It’s alright,” he says. “Who’s the letter from? Or, more importantly, what’s it about?”
“It’s a notice. Woodhollow and Redwater have gone into a war. They want me to be one of the leaders. I just don’t know if I can do this. I’ll lose my mind trying to do this, but I have to fight.”
“You understand now why they lost their minds and fought the wars?”
“But I don’t. The fact that I’d be leaving Naid and you, well, and Alton, I just don’t want to. I’ve barely known Naidia for 2 years; if I die, I’ll have barely known her. Ben, you’re my brother, I’d never leave you. Not in the slightest chance. And Alton, well, he’s been my partner and friend through all of this. He’s 5 years older than Naidia, so..I don’t want him to go through this war.”
“I know that, but you have to fight for Redwater. I’ll take care of Naidia, you don’t need to worry. I can take care of myself. Alton..won’t he be in battle with you?”
“Nope. Too young.”
“Well than. He can take care himself, and he can come over anytime.”
“Are you sure?”
Naidia moves a bit and yawns.
“She’s small for a 12 year old,” says Lorela.
“She really is. Like a small 5 year old.”
“She’s 12 years old..shouldn’t that be a problem??”
“It really should.”
Lorela. She wanted to keep Alton from going to the war. Look where that got her. I did barely know her, seeing as I knew her for 2 years of my life. Ben would be Ben. The same German-speaking, Swelvornsky-born, guitar-playing brother I’ve known for almost 3 years. He taught me how to play the violin. Lorela taught me how to write songs. Alton taught me how to swordfight.
Leon taught me how to steal. He taught me how to lockpick. He taught me that love might just be a thing of fiction, but that I could love. Even after Lorela died, and I had spent most nights crying myself to sleep, not wanting to even go to sleep, he had told me I could love.
Mods, PLEASE let this through. I worked on it for 3 days.