Whispered Dreams (Exclusive)

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A private Fantasy role play, based loosely on the Warhammer world, and the minds of Silly and Flirt.


Carter
20.
6 feet tall, lean, muscular, with high cheekbones, curly autumn brown hair, and dark hazel eyes.


The wagon raced out of the dark forest, bumping and jumping off of the poorly maintained trading road that made its way from the Middle Mountains. In the night horizon, stars dipped low enough to kiss the ground, and jagged shadows of landscape that surrounded this plain, but no city lay in sight.
They were alone.
Carter held on for his life, unsure what had happened.
Behind the raging wagon, four horses emerged from the woods. Each of them held a rider, all laughing and screaming in several languages. Carter recognized common, and even a little bit of classical, but their tongues spilled forth dark languages too, ones that sent a poor chill down Carter's spine.
The old wizard, who was inside the wagon alongside Carter, reached for the door.
"Albrecht, no."
The driver of the wagon kept going for dear life, not bothering to look back, but his partner already took out a bow, aiming it.
Albrecht, the old mage, glanced behind at the outriders coming for him.
Carter didn't dare move, holding onto the side for dear life.
The wizard reached into his bad, pulling out a piece of sulphur. He closed his eyes, his palm outstretched. Despite the bumpy ride, the sulphur never jumped out of his hand.
A fireball erupted in the darkened plain. It taveled from the wagon to one of the riders, almost following it. The rider tried to swerve, even stop his mount, but the fireball was too fast and too determined to let him go.
The horse stopped, afire, screaming out into the night. The rider screamed with him.
As the wagon raced on, their screams echoed and then silenced.
The partner tried a few arrows but couldn't take aim well enough. Three other riders caught up to the wagon.
One jumped to the back, climbing on top. Carter heard a fight aboce his head, as the driver's partner and the outrider met. After a muffled scream, something was thrown behind them. Carter couldn't tell who it was.
One rider came right alongside the running wagon, the horse, tall and proud, with all its muscles working as one to keep up with the four driving them along, was a thing of beauty. Had they not been in this situation, Carter would have surely admired it.
The driver kneeled down, pressing against the wizard. He pulled back, but as he did, blood came down the front of his robe. He called out, something Carter didn't underand. He let go no, catching the wizard in his hands.
"Albrecht, no!!!"
An arrow finally caught the side of the horse, as it lost its stride and pulled back. Up ahead, Carter saw the driver's partner crawl down into the open doorway, his bow in hand.
"How does he look?"
Carter pressed hard against the wound, knowing enough of medicine to do that. He had no other skills though. It looked deep, and refused to stop bleeding.
"I don't know. He looks bad."
The wizard already fell unconscious. Carter could feel him dying in his arms.
"We need to get to a doctor, now."
The final outrider caught up with the wagon, looking inside. Carter tried to shield the wizard, hoping he could stop whatever attack was coming, but the outrider just smiled.
"Our job is done..."
He was gone in an instant. Carter didn't understand, until he felt the wizard's loose limp body in his hands. He was dead.
"No... Albrecht."


By morning, the wagon had made it to Nuln. Carter, still bloody and unable to sleep from last night's attack, had taken care of the wizard's body. He looked out into the city, unsure just what to do now. Albrecht had said to come to Nuln, but the plans inside the city were his own. He never chared them with Carter. Now, Carter was here, unsure what to do, where to go.
First thing's first, he needed a shower, and a bed.
Carter went to the nearest Inn.
 
Adrianna

Adrianna
23(in human years) 258 (in elven years)
4feet 6inches tall, emerald green eyes, mid back length fiery red hair,toned features


Adrianna sat inside the common room of the Inn of the Silver Ferret, one of Nuln's nicer inn's. For three days she had waited here for the arrival of the Wizard Albrecht. But now the hour was geting late again and still no sign. Perhaps she would have better luck in the morning. With a sigh she stood and retired to her room once again.

Once inside she shut and locked her door, then taking a look around to make sure everything was still in place she began to disrobe. Siting down in a large green cushioned chair she removed her soft padded boots placing them by the chair. Then standing she removed the light grey cloak she wore and draped it over the back of the chair. Then her breeches followed revealing her slender legs and rounded buttocks. Her pubic mound was devoid of hair and completely smooth as most elven women. And then her shirt followed her breeches. Slowly she slipped it off over her head and tossed it onto the chair with her breeches. She smileda bit as she curled her toes i the rug on the rooms floor and began to step over to the bath.

"Telcara" she spoke, for an instant a flame erupted underneath and around the utb but quickly died away. Even so it was enough to heat the water in the tub to her liking. As she stepped over ot the tub she paused breifly to admire herself in the mirror.

She stood an even four feet six inches tall, her hair of fiery red fell to the mid way point of her back,curling at the ends like flame licking at her skin. Her eyes of emerald green shone like jewels in the light of the room. Her breasts stood out from her chest, firm and proud, the nipples of each always taught, they seemed large to her but to someone larger than she probably no more than a handfull.

She gave herself a smile and a wink as she stepped into the tub and slowly sank beneath the water. As she lay there, her eyes slightly closed, her mind began to wonder back to the many men, both human and elven, and the small handful of women who had lusted for her. Many had tried to win her into there bed, many had tried to swoon her, and many of them had died by her hand.
And as of yet the only person to know the pleasures she can give is herself.

She had earned herself a name in the few short years she had been among the humans. That of the "Dark Pheonix". Both a warrior and a mage she had seen and done many htings. Some for good, some for ill, to her all that matered was the balance. She would not truly side with either side of the coin, nor would she let anyone, man or woman, bed her unless they solved her riddle.

The riddle..a game she plays..the winer of which is rewarded with the taking of her virginity, the loser of which, well...is unable to tell anyone else of her riddle.

The Wizard Albrecht however she was not waiting on to give her riddle to, for him she had much requested information concerning the Orc Hordes and the rumors to there growing power. And he should have been there earlier that day....

Har bathing took a little less than hour, after she had dried she went to her bed. Star and moonlight washed over her from the window, bathing her nude form in it's gentle pale caress. Her skin seemed to glow a light hazey blue in this light., her longsword, its blade made of pure mithril stood by her bed within easy reach of her hand.

The next morning she was up bright and early, dressed in some fresh clothes, and once again sitting at the same table in the common room. It had always been this table since she had been here as this is where she told him she would be. Half an hour had passed, she had just put in an order for her morning meal when the door opened. She looked up her heart leaping from her chest as she expected to see Albrecht walking in.

The old Wizard was a good friend to her and despite her ways she always enjoyed seeing him. But then her heart sank with her dissapointment...it was not Albrecht..just some Man..filthy with mud and the mark of the road. But this man, there was something vaguely familiar about him...they had never met directly, she had only caught glimpses of him, but Albrecth had mentioned him from time to time. Quietly she watched him enter and make his way across the floor the desk.

As he stood there waiting for the attendant she silently stood and walked over to him. "C...Carter?" She wasn't sure if that was his name or not, wasn't sure if it was the right Man for that matter. Her voice was fluid and melodic like an expertly strung harp. But she also had to remind herself that the road had earned her a few enemies as well so the tips of her fingers were just mere inches from her sowrd hilt for at this range she was sure she could not get a spell off in time, if this Man had ill intentions.
 
Carter took out his small gold pouch, weighing it in his hand. It felt light, barely a dozen coins in there. He could get some food, and a place to stay for the night, but this wouldn't be a sure thing. In less than a week he'd be broke, and without anyone else, he was screwed.
Maybe he could get a job as a scribe once more. Someone always needed something written or transcribed, put on paper. That wouldn't be the most glamorous of jobs, but he'd...
Someone called out his name, hesitant. A sweet voice, female.
He turned around, sharply, looking back. For a moment, he thought he saw one of the riders at the inn, tall and dark, holding a sword by his side.
Carter backed up, but by the time he stole a second look the mirage was gone. In the early morning, the tavern was filled with nothing more than a few patrons getting some breakfast, or nursing a hangover.
Then, there was this elf. She stood there, tall, proud. It was her voice, she had called to him. Why? He didn't know. Elves were known for their haughty mindset. In his present state of distress, he could just imagine what she'd think of him.
Her eyes sparkled, was that even possible? He smiled, warmly, despite himself and his situation.
"Yes, my name is Carter," How did she know that? Did she know him, or his business here, "Are you the rendievouz here? Albrecht told me someone would be waiting... but I didn't know who... Sadly, he was killed last night, a raiding group of outriders overtook us outside of Kemperbad."
 
Adrianna's face grew dark with expression upon hearing the news that Albrecht was dead. How could a Wizard of his power be slain by Outriders....Unless his chosen companion had been too cowardly to fend them off whilst he prepared a spell.

She had known Albrecht for many years, even before Carter could hope to lift a simple short sword. She knew what he had been capable of..but now news that he was dead?

Anger rose within her, it wasquite visible, it shone first through her eyes as they gave hint of a sudden spark and then her hands were clenched fisst which she had quickly bunched up into the collar of Carter's shirt. "You lie.." she groweld at him. "How can he be dead..by all means YOU should be lying in his place!"

As Carter stood there stammering, trying to breath as she closed the collar off aorund his throat blocking his air passage, she searched his face, for any expression that he was indeed lying.

But as she looked into his eyes..seh knew...it wasn't just his eyes, but somewhere in her heart as well...she knew. She let him go, a look of sadness replacing the anger in her eyes as she sat down in a chair by the desk. "I..am sorry for the loss of your friend...Carter. And yes...I am who he was to meet here."

A thought crossed her mind..she had seen Carter before..quite frequently when he was a child, but less so as he had grown up. It was as if his parents and Albrecht had tried to keep him hidden from her. But with her reputation with men..who could blame them. Although she did not know his name even then it had only been a few years past when Albrecht began to mention his name. She couldn't help but to chuckle aloud. "You do not know me do you...forgive me please..my name is Adrianna Fallenarrow. I was..am..a good friend of Albrecht's. Albrecht...I will miss him...but now I have a task for you. The information I was to give to him will now be yours. But first..this evening we will honor his memory. Join me again here as the sun meets the horizon."

As she stood she passed to him a smal pouch containing a few silver pieces of silver, enough to get him a meal or two and a decent bath, she doubted by the looks of him he could afford only the bare minimum of a half mug of goats milk.

And then she decided to reitre to her room for the rest of the day..she wasn't ignoring him..she just needed some time to herself right now. After all..she had just learned the greatest friend she had ever had had died.
 
Carter stood there a moment, dazed, his mind swirling. He should have been afraid, but he was just too tired to care. One thing was for certain, he didn't want to spend ths night remembering his mentor with her. He thought perhaps he could escape to another inn, maybe even leave town. He had no more obligation here.
But... she was an elf. If she wanted to find him, no matter where he went, she would. There were more dangerous things out there than an elf... but not much. And they didn't know his name.
In the end, he did what he originally came to do. He got himself a meal, a bath, and a room, spending most of the day wiping off the blood, and grime from his tired body.
When he slept, it was nearly all day. Carter didn't wake up until the sun kissed the eastern sky. By then, he felt better, at least enough to deal with this Adrianna again. There was something about her, wasn't there?
He went downstairs, ordering an ale.
Something, he couldn't quite understand. It bordered on fear, and curiousity. He didn't know what stopped him from just running, but it held strong... so, he went with it. She had a job for him, maybe he could help with Albrecht's mission after all.
 
She had spent the rest of the day in her room in silent greivences. No sound of sobbinghad escaped her, nor the shedding of a single tear. She refused to weap over Albrecht's death no matter how dear a friend he had been to her. For she knew that he stil lived. Maybe not on this Earthly plane, but on the plane of the Deity he followed in life.

But in her heart she did morn. Now she sat quietly at a table by the fire. Dressed in a simple tunic and breeches, her steel she had left securely locked away in her room.

As Carter came down the stairs she lokoed up to him, her eyes meeting his. And she gave him a warm smile. "Come..join me. We have much to discuss." Her eyes sparkled in the firelight and her hair seemd to be a fiery glow. She waited for him to sit before she began. "You are perhaps wondering on how I know you...believe it or not..we do know each other. I would come to your town periodically to visit with Albrecht, you were but a mere boy the first few times we met. You looked different than you do now. Although each time you would try to glimpse me, your Father would call you away. As you grew older though, I did not see much of you, it was as though Albrecht was trying to keep you a secret. Although he did mention your name from time to time. Today..I introduced myself to you as Adrianna Fallenarrow..a name you are not familiar with I gather. But..perhaps you know of the other name I go by..that of the Dark Pheonix..."

She knew she would have to tell him of the information she had gathered for Albrecht, but for now she felt a little chatty before buisness began. As she finished what she was saying a serving girl cleared her throat from behind Carter. Looking up Adrianna nodded "Would you like something to eat or drink?" She asked Carter.
 
Carter held up the mug of ale, "Just keep it coming, that should be all."
He gave her a nod, and warm smile.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Adrianna. I knew from Albrecht's work about a few of his friends, and you came up in passing, but it wasn't something he emphasized. I'm sorry, I wish I had known more now. It just seems so weird now, without him... He told me so little of his work, and his life. I followed him everywhere, apprenticed him, and still, I feel like I know nothing. Even you... just a few references here and there."
Carter sighed, feeling the grief of the mage on his shoulders. He had been too busy to truly let him escape Carter's thoughts. Now, it seemed like all that he could imagine.
"Well, I feel a bit out of place. Albrecht and you must have talked a lot... For all our time, I don't think we did much casual chatting. I do appreciate this though, it's very comforting."
He finised his ale, asking the serving girl for another.
 
Witha nod the servig girl went to do as he asked. Adrianna sighed a bit, she missed him as well. "So you are apprenticed to him? Then you had a very good and wise teacher."

Leaning over the table she gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek and whispered into his ear "But fret not, for Albrecht still lives. Maybe not among us, but he still lives." And then she sat back down. The serving girl came back over with Carter's drink and sat it before him befoe going to attend to another table.

She went on to tell of how she had met Albrecht when he had been a man in his mid twenties. And of how she had to stop his many advances. But even so they were still good friends. For what seemed the better part of the day she talked of him and listened to what he had to say of the Wizard himself.

All the while her eyes never left his. It was as though she was studdying him. And in a way..she was. Hmmm..not bad looking for a Human she thought to herself.

"If you are short of coin, feel free to share my room. For a friend and student of Albrecht is more than welcome where I chose to make my abode."

"But now it is time to tell oyu what I would have told your Teacher. The Orc's are growing in number yes, but as for an increase in there power...That is still undetermined. From what I have learned they are fighting amongst themselves at the moment. Albrecht had also asked me to look into somethiing called a Blooded One. A new type of creature made through dark rituals, and ny creature can be used tocreate one. Although he gave me the information needed to identify one, I could not locate any of them. So the answer to that is still unknown to me."

She wasn't telling him everything, although she wasn't going to tell him that. Not yet. She was still a bit unerved at the news of Albrecht's death and now his apprentice was sitting with her here.

Had he killed Albrecht as Lorkan's apprentice did to him? And if so...why...No..I shouldn't think of such things, this is a student of Albrecht... She just gave him a sweet smile and stod, running her hands through her hair which fell loosley against her back.

"I think I'm going to take a walk around town...you can join me if you wish"
 
Orcs. Wow, this did seem like important news. Carter nodded, understanding why so much had been at stake. Did this have something to do with the outriders though? Could they be involved with the orcs?
It didn't seem likely. Orcs were creatures that mostly worked with their own kind, and weren't smart enough to plan an assasination.
Still, no one else wanted Albrecht dead. At least, no one that Carter knew.
"I'd love a walk," He said, getting up, "Thank you."
His legs, stiff from the day of relaxing, relished in a walk outside.
Adrianna was acting a bit odd, he thought. Something Carter couldn't place his hand on. As if she were looking at him too closely, or examining him. He didn't know, maybe it was just her elfish ways. To be honest, he didn't know much about elves. They were a beautiful race, and she was no exception. Carter wondered if in his earlier days, Albrecht didn't try to make a pass at her.
He had been known to have a weakness with the ladies...
"It's a beautiful night," He said, the stars twinkling and glowing above them.
"So, what were you two planning to do with the orcs? Go in and defeat them? Find out about this blooded one? I don't have as many skills as Albrecht, but I can help with whatever you may need. It's the least I could do..."
 
"Yes...the night is indeed beutiful." She noticed he had made no comment as she revealed to him the other name she went by. Maybe he didn't know of it. Buthe had been an apprentice so he probably didn't get out much. More the better for him that he didn't know.

She gave him a laughing smile as she looked up. "Where I come from, we have a Mage who can make the stars seem to twirl and dance overhead. I so enjoyed watching it when I was a girl." As she said this she started to spin with her arms over her head, her hair flowing out behin her.

Then she gradualy came to a stop and her gaze lowered to him"You wish to help me. Before I concider the offer..I need to know what you can do first. What have you learned?"
 
"Under Albrecht's teachings?" Carter gave a small smile, as he leaned into his pouch that lay by his side. It held many pockets, with many different things. He took out two dragonfly's wings, and whispered a prayer, before blowing them off into the night.
The stars above began to swirl and swing across the sky. Some plodded their own shiny trail in the night overheard, while others seemed to find partners, and even groups, swirling and twirling in the darkened sky that grew lighter as each star flew around them.
Carter smiled with a small satisfaction.
"It's a little cantrip," He said, as they finally found their place once more inside the sky, moving to stop where they should.
"I know battle magic though, enough to get us through an orc battle or two. Fireball, lightning, even a hammerhand spell. I... don't know much about fighting hand to hand though. Combat was never my strong points."
 
"Then..perhaps I shall teach you..someday.." It was a thought. "But asfor the Orcs...they fightamongst themselves..however this news of the new type has me a bit worried. What if it is true..and ifit is..would they have the same weaknesses..the only way to find out would be to find one and try and capture it."

Yes that would be the only way...She turned to him and gave hima smile. Within hershe had a burning question...something she had always wondered...somethig she maynever get to experience due to her..dellima..as it were...

"Carter.." She said, her voice now quiet, almost a whisper.. "What..does it feel like to..love another..."
 
Carter furrowed his brow, looking at the elf with his head cocked to the side. Did he hear her right? Love another? He blushed, unsure just how to answer that. It was loaded with traps.
"Love... ummmm, I don't know, exactly. There's lots of ways to love someone. I think you're talking about real love, falling in love? Yeah..."
Carter pushed against a tree, looking down at his hands for a second, he gave a long sigh, shifting his head back and forth. Ideas danced on his head, played in his mind, where to start. He could tell her all about it, if he knew just where to start.
"I've never been in love myself... not really. I've had a few girls, but never been in love. Being in love is something that hurts, I guess, hurts soo bad, that it feels good. You want this person to be with you, all the time, you can't live without them. There's this connection, between you. It's not even magical, it's just something you can't touch, but you know it's there."
He shook his head, trying to explain it better.
"I don't know. At least, that's what I've been told. I'd imagine that it's different for everyone. Depends on who you love, I suppose... Why would you ask such a question? I heard the elves knew more about anything, especially love, than anyone else?"
 
She sighed.."Yes..other Elves know more about it. But, I am different. But it does sound nice." She glanced downat her hands...how many had she claimed with them..those who had failed to answer her riddle. At one time she believed she knew what love was but she had ben wrong.

The Wizard Lortimer, the supposed purest example of all that was Elven had lured her into his heart, only to use her for experimentations. Experiments involving the use of magicsand potions..until ith a combination of both she found herself to be cursed.

Cursed with an ever lingering riddle to those that would love her in any form or fashion. The ridle was always there and only she knew the answer. And those that failed to answer it, she was driven by an undeniable and unfeelingdriven urge to kill them.

"Perhaps..one day..I will..never mind..." She looked away from him to the stars again. "Sorry..."
 
Carter nodded, feeling simpathetic. He reached out to hold her hand, squeezing it once.
"Love doesn't have to be so hard, and complicated. I'd imagine, once you feel it, it goes easier."
He stopped her, stopped them both, standing in front of her, looking into her eyes, trying to find that spark of resemblance. Elven swirls made it hard to see, but he thought it was there.
She was taller than him, he smiled, reaching up, kissing her lightly on the lips.
"It doesn't have to be so hard," He whispered, standing close to her, loving the feel of her body pressed against his, eyes half closed.
 
A slight shiver ran through her body as his lips touched hers. Slowly she kissed him back, her lower lip quivering nervously..and then she quickly pulled away and stepped back "No..you..you don't understand...I..."

She was finding it harder to explain this to him than she thought it would be. "Carter I...I'm afraid to love..afraid of what will happen if I try.." She then found herself wanting to trun and run, rn from him, not because she was afraid of him, but because she wanted to save him. To save him from herself. "I..I need to be alone for a few moments.."
 
For a moment everything felt all right. She warmed to him, welcomed his kiss, and kissed him back. He leaned in, the stars moving, not by his magic this time, but by the magic they created.
She pulled away all too soon though, a look of fear in her eyes.
He tried to pull her back, not caring why or the reason, just knowing he wanted to kiss her again.
She resisted though, and he stopped, reality hitting back home in small doses.
"No... I'm sorry. I understand. You were... I just thought, maybe. All this talk about love. No, it's ok. I didn't mean to be so forward."
He must have misread her, something wasn't right. Her elvish side, perhaps, they were such an enchanting and mysterious race, he couldn't help but be under her spell.
"I'm sorry. Yes, it is getting late. I think it's time I should get some rest. Wake up early in the morning... goodnight."
He hurried off, not wanting to be embarrassed a moment afterward. His face already grew to a nice crimson hue.
He wouldn't be able to get a wink of sleep tonight.
 
"Room three..." Shesaid as he began toleave. "You'll need this to open the door. " Instead of producing a key from her pocket, she instead took out a small blue stone and tossed it to him.

She wasn't sure how they would work out sleeping arrangements, but they would find a way. She knew he must be as flustered as she..by the way he as acting.

As she watched him go she sighed, curling and uncurlng her hands into and out of small fists, but she remained where she was, silent, in thought. She wanted to say something but didn't know what.

As she stood there a shadowy figure stepped out of the darkness..she saw it but didn't think anything of it at first. Carter was still on his way up the street, she had started to follow slowly behindhim. Then..another one..this one coming out of a shop doorway. Only this one was walking towards her. At first she thoughtit just another citizen of this town, or a traveller passing through. Then as they neared each other it stopped. Ahead of her she could see the other one nearing Carter. But the one that had approached her, she suddenly heard the sound of steel being drawn against leather, and off to her right the figure now held a serated broadsword, the blade of it shimmering in the light. AShead of her she oculd see the other one had done the same..she wanted to shout a warning but she had no time. The figure off to her right had started to slowly close on her, she oculd now see that it was Human and wearing a shirt of scale mail, its face hidden behind a cloth mask.

They both raised there weapons at the same time. The one behind Carter was already close enough to strike. She knew what she had to do. "Alca Telvanus!" She shouted as she held her hand outstretched, the palm held outwards. A dark green bolt shot out of it, streaking down the street. It struck the man in the back throwing a shower of green light everywhere, she could hear him gurgle in pain as he fell to the street and the sound of his steel clattering on the cobblestone. Then she heard another sound, the man beside her that now shouted a cry of rage in a language foreign to her as he swung hissword through the air in a high arc followed by a sharp and quick downward slash. She tried to spring back but to no avail. The blade slashed through her shirt and into her side making a moderate wound that began to bleed crimson.

Adrianna cried in pain, the serations on the blade making it hurt all the more. Down to a kne she fell, one hand on the wound, the other pulling forth a knife she had tucked into her boot. The man laughed a hollow sounding laugh as he brought up the sword in front of him. "So you wish to fight me Elf?" He said in gravely voice, the accent sounded like common mixed with goblin. She just gave him a firm nod as she stood up on now shakey legs. "Hmph..." Was his reply.

He went in again, slashing at her, she ducked the blade and crouched, spinning on the balls of her feet asshe jabed at his mid section. He countered, the sword coming down nearly taking her hand off but caught her knifes blade turning it away.

But as her blade was tirned she kicked out a leg and brought it up behind his knee, then with the heel of her boot she ground it in and brought her leg quickly toward her. He was caught off balance and stumbledforward, then fell. He still had a grip on his weapon. Holding it's hilt tightly he spun over, bashing her against the head with it. She stars for a moment as she rolled away, he went after her tryingto bash her again. Grabbinga rock form the street she rolled over bashing him first, right across the face. His mask tore and she could see blood forming over his lips and chin. But it what was what was there that shocked her. He didn't look human..in fact..she didn't know what he looked like. The skin of his face was somewhere between Human flesh tones and a pebbly hide.

He looked down at her at grinned, spitting a glob of blood on her face he soke "Like my good looks eh?" Her resonse was to bring her knee up into his groin. A look of surprise and pain crossed hia face but was quickly replaced by anger. Throwing his weapon aside he grabbed her shoulders and jerked her up, then his other hand went down and started pulling and tearing at her wound. She screamed again but she stil had the knife. In a move of desperation she gripped it tightly and stabbed forward. The jerking stopped quickly..and he just held her there for a moment..then he let her go as he fell, the knife burried deep in his chest.

She stood there, trying to stay on her feet, stumbling around she grabbed her knife and fell against a fruit cart. Looking up the street to see if Carter was alright. Seeing him she smiled weakly..and then fell, a haze of darkness saving her the excrutiatings of her still bleeding wounds.
 
Carter sat in the small room, sighing as he did, staring into the small scrackling fire that gave off the only light and heat. He was so intent on it, that he thought it would move or jump out at him or somethig, but it didn't. It just burned bright and hard, and sparks jumped up to the chimney every time someone came to put another log on it.
Finally, the doctor came out of the room, some blood on his hands.
"How is she?" Carter asked, his eyes tight inside his skull, and his hands, still covered in his bleed, held each other like a vise.
"She'll be fine. Just a few scars she'll have to live with, but other than that she's good. Elves have always been resilient creatures."
Relief passed through him. Carter had thought about Albrecht all the way to the physician's house, as the mage had died in his arms, warm blood, just like hers, staining his hands.
He had been so scared, so filled with confusion and anger, he didn't know what to do.
"Can I see her?"
The doctor looked back at the door, "Well, I gave her some medicine, it'll knock her out until morning. By then, she'll be ready to leave, a little sore, but all right. You can go in and see her if you want."
Carter thanked her, going into the room. It was dark now, and he could hear her breathing on the bed. He went next to her, holding her hand in his own, loving the feel of her pulse, the life still moving through her.
"I'm sorry," He said, quietly, moving to one of the small chairs in the room, and sitting. He tried to stay awake as long as he could, but sleep took over in the end, as always.
He fell asleep, his hand inches away from her own.
 
Sometime during the ight she had taken his hand and had pulled hm nto the bed with her. She had been undressed and placed into a small gown, which only came down to just below her waist.

Even with the medicine the Doctor had given her she slept much better when he was with her. She turned and curled to him ,her legs wrapping behind his as her arms held him close, her face burried in his chest.

"Shhh..." she said quietly to him in Elven as she slept "It wasn't your fault..."
 
In the morning, Carter took a few minutes to wonder why he had moved into bed with her. Probably in a state of sleepiness, he just snuggled in beside her, and she hadn't resisted.
Still, she had made her feelings clear last night... he got out of bed, still in his street clothes, and went out into the living room.
The doctor's wife was cooking something on the fireplace, it smelled delicious.
"Here you are," She gave him two bowls of it, and a knowing smile. Carter smiled back, bringing them back into the room. He woke Adrainna up, handing her the breakfast.
"How are you feeling?" He ask, sitting next to her, and taking a sip of it, it tasted spicy, but very good, potato soup, with something he couldn't quite place.
"It has been a long night," Carter shook his head, "I'm glad to see you ok. You didn't look too good there for awhile. The doc says you'll be fine though, just a little weak."
 
She looked to him..he was glad to see her okay? That may be so...but she..she was more than glad to see him okay. A smile lit upon her face as she held a hand out to him.

"Carter...I..I am glad to see you well...Those..men..things..what did they want?"

As she asked that she also realized something else..she wanted to kiss him. She wanted to show him how glad she was that he was alright. And as she realized this she also felt something..the words..those words of that riddle wanting to escape her and be said unto him. No..she couldn't...she couldn't let that hapen.

As she smiled to him on the outside on the inside she was trying to fight it back. She hald listened as he replied to her question as she fought agains t it..and when he was done her defenses almost fell to it..and then she spoke..she had to do something..using her will against it she hoped it would work for if it didn't it would tear her down..but she also knew if she opened her mouth she would say it..praying to her Goddess she hoped what she was going to say would perhaps trick it..for in part it was truth and hoped it hid her sudden growing effection for him.

"Carter..I..I wish to kiss you, I wish to thank you for bringing me here to heal with a kiss."
 
"They were tainted by chaos," was all that he could say, "After I brought you here, some guards came, watchmen, asking questions. Apparently, one of them had lived through the ordeal, getting away. The others were dead. No questions were answered. I guess it's just someone wanted us dead. They might have worked with the outriders that took down Albrecht."
He shrugged his shoulders, he didn't know, and to be honest, with her in the position that she was in, he cared more for her safety than the assasinators.
Carter sat on the bed beside her, pressing close, loving the smell of her, and the warmth she gave off.
"I've wanted to kiss you since the first time I saw you," His eyes were half closed, as he leaned in, just touching the side of her neck with his lips.
"You can kiss me," it was nothing more than a whisper, grazing against her tender skin.
 
She wanted to, wanted to kss him so bad it hurt. After all wasn't that what she said she wanted to do? But she was finding it hard to. As his lips grazed her skin she could feel her inner turmoil boiling as she tried to keep from speaking the riddle.

With a slow nod she pressed her lips to his ear, her tongue lightly touchng it and then retreating back into her mouth...along his ear she kissed him ligtly, tentativley, then against his neck along the bottom of his jaw. Her breath was sweet and hot as it blew against his skin with each kiss. He could no doubt feel how nervous she was, she was sure of that.

Her lips continued to trail aong his jaw and then slightly higher until they met his lips. Softly she kissed him, he bottom lip quivering from nervousness as well as the excitement she felt.
 
As gooseflesh crept around his neck at her slender touch, Carter really wondered if a kiss was the only thing she had in mind. He moaned softly, letting her trail alond his jaw and then finally to his lips.
He pushed her up against him, kissing her hard. He couldn't help it, his whole body tingled with a raw energy that pressed her close to him.
He kissed her with a passion, his tongue lingering out to find hers, touching it, run across it. There was nothing else he wanted right now, just the scary awkward kiss that was filled with more passion that experience. Still, he couldn't help himself.
He wanted her, and something told him she wanted him too.
He broke away, his breath short, his cheek brushing against hers, eyes half closed, unsure of the real world anymore.
"I want to make love," He said, breathlessly, "Let's make love."
 
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