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I have been so busy with getting back to school I completely neglected this story. T.T I feel so bad now. I have the basics for the next chapter; so I'll be working on that tonight, though mostly tomorrow since it's a little after 3:30 AM. >.<

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Lol :3 I have the beginning of it done, so it'll be kinda cool :3

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Coolios

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"A shadowed cloak." That's the beginning xDD

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Good, but less dialogue I would say. Too much dialogue might ruin a good story.
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It's getting their; working on it between posts xD

Yeah; I'm starting to realize that. I need to do less talking in meh story's >.<

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Chapter Seven

Dezai, Best Girl Friend to Princess Azeban. Is a Royal family below King Frul and Queen Azala, among other family's.
Azeban, Princess of Lamorta, More information in part Two and Three.
Selo, Royal Regal, Frul's best friend as well. Holds no other important title or rank.
Servant Leai, Servant to Prince Malx and King Galadel.


A dark aqua cloak glided over the door step; a hood covered the head that lay underneath. Thumps on the concrete floor from his boots. Then the trumpets sounded and a bright light from the figure. Broad shoulders held a well muscled face of a dingy Sorcerer. His eyes the color of Jasmine; his flesh as pink as a peach. He stared back with a brimming smile.
"Find me." He said; his voice like an angels. "Find me and problems will cease."

Azeban woke with a start as her heart beat fast against her rib cage. "That voice; so calm and soothing. It's not anyone I know." She murmured to herself as she pulled her blankets close; careful not to make noise. If to much of a racket was made; the guards outside her chamber would think something was wrong; and that's the least of what she wanted. Her mind raced as she leaned against her nearest bed post; thinking of possible answers to her soothing dream. This dream was the most soothing thing she had seen or heard in days since the court incident. It was then that the sun started to rise and her mind fell at ease. The day would now begin.

Lacing on a leather overcoat, brown stocking and a pair of her black boots; and headed down the steps to the kitchen. She was greeted with silent stares and quiet murmurs as she entered the kitchen. She kept her pale eyes low as she too was silent; grabbing a basket of apples along her way. 

"Hello Azeban. What would you like to practice today?" Selo asked; briskly stepping in pace beside her. 
"Archery, Selo, and fetch for Dezai as well." She answered him; stopping in the armory to grab her bow.
"Yes Azeban." Selo said; nodding his head as he withdrew.
"Ah, Archery today. Who's head will you be shooting at this fine morning?" The amorist asked; a thin smile on his lips.

"I was thinking that Servant; Leai, that Malx sent over. Might as well put him to some use." Azeban replied; rubbing her hand over the dark red wood of her bow.
"Be mindful, Princess. Leai isn't entirely rude as Malx. He's my Nephew. He knows how to use most hard items." He said; unsure as he handed the arrows to his Princess.

"I'll be easy with him. Clean my sword? Tomorrow I'll practice with it in mounting." Azeban said; distracted as she loaded the first arrow into it's position. She nodded at her armorer and left the room; Long bow hanging over her shoulder, Basket of Apples in hand and Arrows in the basket beside her Bow.

Azeban loaded the Arrow to it's proper place, holding it level to the crook in her mouth. "Relax Leai, I know what I'm doing. It's not the first time I've shot an arrow before." She smirked lightly; closing one of her eyes to get her shot lined up with the apple on top of his head; shaking.

Leai's firm gaze assured her he would duck if he needed; but did nothing to help him as he stood like a test dummy. "I'm assured by your words Miss. Azeban." He murmured quietly. He had a stitched up gash over his cheek; and what looked like heavy lash marks down his neck to his wrists. Malx had not been kind, even if the other had been in the wrong that night.

"Hey Aze!" Dezai called; coming a stop beside her friend; only atop of her horse.

Azeban had jerked down far; and hit the board behind Leai; just below his seat. She grinned at her friend before noticing Leai's unkept and scared expression. "Hey Dezai. I need to talk to you." She said; loading the next bow without taking notice to Leai. 

Dezai looked at Leai and smiled assuringly. She Let the reins in her nimble hands slack to the stallion could graze and looked her at friend. "What about?"

"This dream I had last night. Their was this guy, in a dark azure cloak, telling me to find him. I assume it's a guy; his voice was so soft and assuring."
"Sounds like a dream."
"It was, he said all of my problems would cease if I found him..Don't move that arrow Leai!"

Leai flinched as the arrow struck the board beside his left shoulder.

"What does he look like?"
A long pause. "I don't know. He sounded familiar though." She drew back another arrow; letting it fly. It struck the apple above Leai's head dead-on.

Dezai simply shrugged. "I have no idea." She said quietly; watching Azeban's shivering servant, fearing for his life.

"I don't know where to start to find him." Azeban said, not paying attention when she let her last arrow fly.

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