14

My Dearest Raina,

I am so very proud of you for the way you have handled things. And I am so grateful that you have chosen to help me. It means the world to me and it may mean the world to the rebellion.
I am not surprised to find Gi in cahoots with the King. He always had a streak of Royal Pride that could not be quelled. I suppose he has a bigger chance than I thought with I'talia. The King must value him pretty highly to take him on such an errand as capturing the finest Mage the kingdom has known in millennia. Yes, my dearest, that is what you are. Rumor is hard to quell and it has spread even here, telling the tales of the great Mage Raina, apprentice to Sotur'i, Master of the Magic Arts. People grasp at tales of magic so readily. If I did not know these things to be true, I would scoff at such imaginings. You have become a heroine to these good people. My only misgiving is that I cannot let the people know that Raina is behind our cause. I know what harm it would do and what danger it would likely put you in but it is such a temptation to use your great name for our benefit. But I will resist the temptation and use what other means I can.
I am glad that you have met Benk and most especially glad that he does not suspect you. I cannot hold any anger against my old friend. He could have done great harm to our cause but he showed something of honor in giving us a chance to get away. If it weren't for our choice of sides, I believe we would always be friends. But I urge you to keep yourself blameless and free from any suspicion. If you must use your magic, do so, and freely. I fear deeply what would happen if Benk discovered your secrets. He is one to be wary of.
Your stories of escape and intrique are more than I can boast of. I am afraid any spark of glamour I may have had during my training has completely escaped me. My stories now can only tell of fruitless searchings and endless trying of patience.
I roam the highlands and the villages night and day, searching for my friends. But to no avail. My latest letter from Benk clearly stated that he was in Fr'egard but I cannot find the slightest trace of his presence there in the past twelvemonth. My searchings have taken me near and far Fre'gard but alas, no one has even heard of Abe L'in. I fear he has disappeared from off the face of this rotten earth right along with Kira and Terk. The same story - no one has heard of them.
I fear I am losing my mind along with my feet. My roamings shave off a little more each day.
But I'm afraid I bore you. I make my way to the city of H'agel tomorrow and I'll be thrust if I don't find some news of them there.


Later:

I cannot put into my own words what these pieces of paper in my hand say so plainly. I am in H'agel and the city Recorder was in possession of these papers of fate:

Abe Greer L'in, Son of the late Arnold and Tosh L'in, passed away on the third of J'an in the year 108 according to the reckoning of the Almighty King Gioto. The good Governor's son's tutor found the said man rambling in mighty insanity on the hill near the said Governor's son's tutor's residence. He was taken in, with due consideration and care, but all efforts failed in bringing the said dead man to rights. He passed into the heavens at twelve-twenty-seven on the said day. His remains were duly buried on the said hillside, remaining to this day the Hill Side.

Signed, City Recorder of Deaths and Births, Sharold Newm'an

This is the second paper:

Terk and Kira K'ir J'und, unknown parentage, passed away on the fifth of F'ebruar in the year 108 according to the reckoning of the Almighty King Gioto. The said man and woman came to the humble city of H'agel on the said day and were married by the good Reverend F'itz, giving no names but their own. They took residence for the night in the good man Fr'ed Gore's home and retired early. The said Fr'ed was woken from slumber near the turn of the night by a high pitched wailing in his residents room. He entered and found the said dead man dead, and the said dead woman wailing. The said Fr'ed did what he could to calm the wailing woman but did not succeed in calming her. The said Fr'ed went to fetch a drink for the wailing woman and on returning to the said room, he found the wailing woman no longer wailing, having joined her husband in the heavens above. The good Docter J'urny could find no cause of death other than the sudden stopping of the heart. The jury, finding the evidence insufficient, released the said Fr'ed from the city gaol, where he had been held for murder of the said dead man and dead woman. The remains of the said couple were buried on the Hill Side.

Signed, City Recorder of Deaths and Births, Sharold Newm'an

I sit near the graves of my friends, mourning with every fiber of my being.
Yours in sorrow,
Tair


Later:

I curse myself for my weakness! After all my physical exertions in my trainings, you would think that such a thing as lack of food would have very little effect on me. But I'm afraid I am still vulnerable to all such weaknesses known to man.
I sat on the Hill Side, tears running in rivers down my face, my shoulders shaking with the force of my sobs. It had been nearly three days since I ran out of food. My searchings had been so eager and with the news of these deaths, I found no thought for nourishment and I let myself go weak.
As I mourned, I was approached by a small woman. She was wrapped in a thick green shawl and she held part over her head, warding off the rain that I had not noticed pouring down in thick torrents.
I believe she watched me a moment until my eyes cleared and I noticed her presence. She bowed her head slightly, acknowledging my presence and I in turn did the same. She passed me as she walked to a different grave and a placed a small bundle of roses on it. As she stood in reverence, I stood up to go, wanting to leave her alone in her mourning. As I stood, I wobbled slightly but kept my balance. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the woman had turned and was watching me as I made my way down the hill.
I tried to keep my composure, but I could feel every muscle of my body shaking, weary from the lack of food and the hard crying. As I wobbled more and more, I dimly saw the small woman motioned to someone in the shadows on the hillside and then I saw the earth speeding towards me. The moment before I hit the ground, I felt myself lifted off the ground and into the most welcoming arms. And then everything went black.
I later learned that it was many days before I fully came to, but to me it seemed but a moment, a moment of bliss, of nothing.
When I did regain my senses, I found myself in a small tent like enclosure. I could see the sun dipping in the west and I could hear the sounds of life through the tent opening. I attempted to raise myself but failed miserably. I lay back and determined to wait until someone came.
But the waiting was painful and I almost thought I had been forgotten before the tent flap opened further and I saw the most glorious figure to ever grace this earth!
The outline was of a short and slightly stout woman and if I had had the strength I would have run to her and grappled her to the ground in the biggest and best hug known to mankind.
I raised myself as high as possible and with every ounce of energy croaked out her dear name.
"Kira!!!" my voice rasped and hurt against my throat but I kept repeating that dear name, wanting to convey my joy at seeing my dear friend, the friend I had so recently mourned as dead. "Kira! Kira! Kira!" I went on and on until nothing came out of my dry throat.
But to my astonishment, Kira did not move. She stood there, immovable and I could not see why. The sunlight was coming in behind her and I had difficulty in distinguishing her features.
I dropped myself back onto the small cot and watched the still figure. My head was beginning to spin and I was longing for my dear friend to come closer where I could see her and touch her, to know that she was real.
But Kira stayed there, as still as ever until I was dying with impatience. I tried to rasp out her name again and beg her to come nearer but nothing would come, nothing but the tears that I could not hold back.
Why was my dear friend not coming to me!? Why!? After I had mourned her supposed death so deeply and gone searching for her for so long, all I wanted was to touch her and know that she was really real.
When I awoke it was dark outside the tent and a single candle was burning on the stool beside the cot. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand, attempting to dispell the memory of that dream. The same dream came to me often. Ever since I had woken the first time to find myself in that small tent, I had dozed in and out, always dreaming the same dream.
Every time I awoke I found the small woman by my side, cooling my face with a wet cloth or feeding me the most wonderful soup. I believe I must have gone on like this for a few days at least, until I finally was able to sit and feed myself.
My throat was dry and swollen and I found it hard to talk but I wanted so badly to know where I was and why. I croaked out the questions but the woman simply shook her head and motioned for me to sleep more. She must have noticed that I was not sleeping well for I soon found myself sleeping much better and I believe she put something in the soup.
I curse myself for my weakness! I went on like this for days, never knowing where I was or who this angel was. I could not wait any longer and one night I sat myself up and refused to eat until I was answered. I know, not very nice to the woman who had already done so much for me, but I felt like her care would be in vain if I did not get some questions answered, for I would die of curiosity.
"Please tell me where I am and who you are and how I came to be here and why I am here." I barely got these few words out before my strength was gone and I fell back against the cushioning.
The woman smiled and spoke. Her voice was as soft and sweet as Miny's fur and I nearly fell asleep to the sound of it.
"You are on the outskirts of the Forbid'en Desert in the caravan of the Sage Mor'en, myself. You may remember that I found you on the Hill Side and you fainted. You were unconscious for many days and so I couldn't do anything but let you come with us. I had my nephew bring you down the hill and you have been with us since." She smiled and touched my forehead, feeling the heat, and then motioned for me to sleep again. My strength was exhausted and I quickly fell asleep.
When I awoke again I was alone and I was glad for the time I had to let my thoughts settle. I was disturbed that I had let so much time go by and that I was so far away from where I wanted to be. Although I had to admit that I hadn't thought much of where I would go, but I knew that I wanted to be somewhere with people and the Forbid'en Desert was far from populated.
When the Sage Mor'en came back in I was sitting erect and had regained a good amount of strength.
"Sage Mor'en," I began. "I thank you for your hospitality. I believe you have saved my life." She nodded her small head and watched me keenly. "If I can beg but one favor more from you. I need to get to H'lafa. If you could but spare a mount and food I would gladly pay you." Luckily I had with me my pack which contained a few gold pieces.
I watched the Sage as she bowed her head to think. When she lifted her head I realized that I held the blanket corner clutched in my hands and that I waited with baited breath for her judgement.
My thoughts had been something like this: I had come to the conclusion that the King was somehow invloved in the deaths of my friends. The causes did not seem natural and they were all known to have been involved in the rebellion.
I knew that you were in H'lafa but I also knew that I could do the most good there. I have no qualms in admitting that I was not below thinking of assassinating the King.
Such were my thoughts and intentions. I knew I had to get to H'lafa. And Sage Mor'en had been so good to me that I didn't doubt she would do this last thing for me.
With the Sage's eyes piercing mine, she said these fateful words.
"I sense evil thoughts in your heart. You mourn deeply for your friends but your feelings go deeper than sadness. You have thoughts of revenge." They were stated as facts and I could not deny them. "You claim I have done good in caring for you. It may be. If I have done good, then surely I cannot stop now." I was certain she would grant my request. "Would it then be good for me to assist you in a revenge so justly wanted?" I felt like she was rambling and I was getting impatient. My strength was coming back in a rush and I was impatient to be off.
Mor'en's eyes clouded over and I sensed she was thinking deeply. After a few moments her eyes flashed and I could see that she had come to a decision.
"This will I do. I will gladly give you a mount and any provisions you may need." I nearly leaped out of bed and began to gather my things. She watched me for a moment and then spoke again.
"This will I do and freely. But first you must do something for me." I held in the groan and sat back on the bed. "My daughter Zel is kept from me in the Tower of Deth. Free her and I will see that you get to H'lafa."
I nearly laughed. The Tower of Deth! Benk and I had had a lengthy discussion on the Tower and I was more than certain that I would have no trouble in freeing the girl. The place was entirely unprotected and the enchantments were minor, nothing to bother about, sugar blocks and such. I quickly agreed and the Sage left me adding that I was to take her nephew with me and that we would leave in the morning.
I don't expect this to take more than a couple of days and then I will be on my way to you. I am certain we will find a way to keep my presence unknown. All will be well. I am glad you have sent me the instructions to send this back to you by magic. I fear there would have been no way to get this to you otherwise. I will send this immediately and heavens willing I will see you shortly.

Yours always,
Tair

P.S
Sages! I don't know how anyone can stand to associate with them! I don't know why I ever listened to that old Sage that told me I was to do a great something or other. They never come down from the clouds.
Mor'en has taken my sword from me, saying I will have no need of it. I am not too bothered, I have never been the best with a sword anyway. I still have my bow and knife and I believe we will do quite well. Mor'en's nephew is gone to get us some strange weed that Mor'en insists we will need. He is to meet me at the Tunnel head tomorrow.
Wish me fun! I dare say I won't need luck on something so easy.

13

Dear Tair,

As soon as I read your letter I was almost out the door. But of course I had to pack and prepare. I have been thinking on what you said about Master Sotur'i. And yes, he's for our cause but not as much as he would wish to be. When he left Warrior Training the King himself went looking for Sotur'i and forced him to sware in the deepest oaths known to man that he would serve the King. But he has kept us secret for the time being saying that he doesn't need to tell his Master one bit about us. Which is lucky for us. But I can't trust him too much. He told me himself that I can't trust him too deeply. I talked to Aunt and Uncle and told them they had to leave. And I came out with the truth about me. They were . . . to say the least shocked. They sat in shock for several minutes then Aunt got up and said, "Well we must leave then." And she took off to go pack. Uncle then stood and said, "Just like yer father ain't ya. Good man he was. Make 'em proud." He patted my shoulder and left to go help his wife. I was in a stupor. That was the first time either of them have ever said anything about our mother or father. I must go pack so I can leave soon after Aunt and Uncle. Also I have decided to be your spy. I think that it is a brilliant idea.
Long Live the Rebellion!

Writing from H'lafa

I am safe. I made it here safely a few hours ago. It took me a while to secure a place to stay but in the end I was able to. My getting away story is a little nerve racking though.

Aunt and Uncle came into my room and gave me a hug good bye, wishing me luck and all that. They left with no disconcerting things happening. The whole village assumed they came to their senses and were leaving the 'cursed child'. But unfortunately for them the were leaving me in their village. I stayed and cleaned up the house, finished packing and tried to take up time. I wanted to make sure Aunt and Uncle had plenty of time to escape. I had no idea that they were so talented in acting. They went down the lane talking to each other about how glad they were in finally leaving the 'devil child' behind and no longer having to worry about me. I almost thought they were serious but I knew they were just putting on a show.

Two hours after they left I picked up my baggage and sent it by magic to a safe place I would be able to locate in H'lafa. I made a quick run down of the house put on my cloak covering my face with its hood and headed to the door. As soon as I stepped out side I ran into somebody. I could not of planed a more perfect way to look pathetic. I ended up on the ground and I looked up into a mans face who I didn't recognize. Behind him I saw the two spy's, the ones that I have known about for a few weeks. This main man looked down at me and smirked. I thought I was going to laugh it looked so funny. He said in a strong voice, "I am Warrior Gi Medo. In his royal Highness first legion." I suppose he thought that this was impressive but I could not believe that Gi was standing in front of me. The person you had actually written about. I for some reason thought it was terribly funny and started to laugh uncontrollably. I stood up and kept laughing. Gi looked a little concerned as if I was insane. He looked back at the spy's but they just nodded. Gi continued, after I had settled down a bit. "Are you Ishraina?" he asked. I nodded, now trying to stop laughing. "I was sent by your sister I'taira to bring you to the palace."

I grew compeletely serious. I walked around Gi and inspected him making him feel uncomfortable. I stood in front of him. "I think you are very bad at lying Sir Gi. You see my sister has already sent me a letter of what has been happening. I have no reason to believe you and therefore I must leave" I said. I walked forward trying to head for our lane but his arm brought me to a stop. "You aren't going any where," he said. I could feel the heat that you talked about start to sear my skin. So I simply said a short spell that would make me cold to touch. He had pull away his hand as steam started to appear between his arm and my self. He looked at me oddly but I continued walking. He jumped in front of me telling me again I couldn't leave. "If you thought I was going to come quietly than you are gravely mistaken," I said. Gi and the two spy's pulled out their swords and Gi said, "I was hoping we wouldn't have to come to this." He nodded to his left and to his right.

How could I not have noticed? The soldiers who had been on the hill had surrounded our small house. I couldn't run. That would have been foolish even for a Mage. Gi told me to surrender but I told him he'd have to kill me first. He swung his sword which I easily side stepped. I half expected the spy's to join in but they were mostly there to make sure I didn't go any where, but Gi was in charge of getting me to 'calm down'. He kept swinging and I kept dodging my speed much increased from magic. He was growing frustrated that he couldn't even get close enough to cause damage. So he did a risky swing but my sword shot up from the ground and protected me. I have been dying to try that spell and it actually worked. Shock spread through his face. I pulled my sword out of the air and swung at him. He blocked it easily which I had expected. We started to fight and I was relishing in the moment. It felt so nice to be fighting. I of course was throwing a spell at him every other swing. I disarmed him in a few minutes, I was so grateful for my magic. As soon as I disarmed him the spy's came forward. I fought both of them at once which became tricky. But I was able to throw them back with a strong spell. Then He stepped forward.

The King. I have to admit that I felt a little too important at that moment. The King himself came to ensure that I was caught. He started to clap slowly and mockingly. I still had my hood up. I didn't want any one to know for sure what I looked like. "You have fought bravely and gallantly for one as young as I assume you are," the King said with a booming voice. "But I'm afraid, dear girl, we have you surrounded. I command you to surrender and come join my armies to further the work which I have set out to do." I smiled and lowered my weapon. "I am sorry you Highness but I have already promised my sword and resources to the rebellion. I apologize for making you come out all this way for nothing. But I do have places I need to be," I said. Gi stood up next to his Master obviously in reverence of him and in disgust of how I spoke to him. The King smiled pathetically, "I fear its you I'm sorry for. You have no way to escape. So why not save your life and join me." "Hm . . .?" I said, "Join you and save my life or refuse to join you and save several lives. I chose to refuse." "You choose death then!" the King said, anger rose in his voice. "NO!" I yelled at him. "I choose up." And with that I shot into the air. That is one of the most risky spells to do. But I was feeling a little drastic. I shot through the air I was so high that everything looked so tiny beneath me. Then I shot in the Western direction which is the direction of the rebellion. After I was out of sight of them I changed my direction to the North to H'lafa. Where I am writing my letter right now. I am safe and I just wanted to reassure you of that.

Later:

It's been a week sense I have arrived and I feared that you might start to worry. But I have been busy setting up contacts here in the capitol. I have good contacts and am well situated. My contacts I can't list just in case this letter gets intercepted. I am waring a disguise so I don't look so much like my self. I have seen Gi walking about the town with a lady by his side who I assume was I'talia, because I did see the royal guard formation. Yes I know about those. I had to read several books while training with Master Sotur'i and one was about guard formations. I saw Benk in town snooping about too.

I am already a suspect even though I've only been here a week. It was Benk himself who was doing the research on me. He "accidentally" knocked over my food basket in the market place and then he started asking questions. I told him I had moved to H'lafa from a small village fifty miles away. I was looking for a job here where I could support my family back in the village. He accepted that excuse after several more questions. I have found a job in teaching fighting lessons to little children. That was also very suspicious to Benk, but when I explained that my father had been a military man who had been wounded so he could no longer fight but had taught his children so that they could protect their country, though I think he must have passed me off as a normal citizen faithful to the King. Every time he talks to me now its a social visit. I, as of yet, have no information to pass on. I'll send this letter by magic directly to you since I don't know where you are.

With Love,

Ishraina

12

Oh My Dearest Raina,

As your legal guardian I am very disappointed with the way you have been acting. That you should be lying, and sneaking and stoop so low as to put a spell on your kinsman! But as your sister I say, good for you!
You are finally learning to take care of yourself!
Your powers sound confusing and hard to control and I am amazed that you are already so far accomplished.
I am so very sorry for the way people have been treating you. People can be so prejudiced and so blind. And I'm sorry Aunt and Uncle get ridiculed for your sake. They may not be the nicest people, but they have been good to us and it is not right that they should get punished for one of the only good things they've done in their lives.
Why are the Soldiers there? Please be safe little one!
Now, as to the fight situation. Well, it seems I have found another way to get out of fighting you, unconventional as it is.
Right now, I am snuggled and cozy in a hayloft above an ancient farmer's "old Bessie". The smell is not so pleasant but I find it absolutely necessary that I remain here for the night as it is snowing good and hard in the world outside and I have nowhere else to go. Now, don't drive yourself to pieces, I'm fine. I will tell you how I came to be here.
Everything was going well. Master Tyr took to me quickly and I was continually progressing in all areas. I still struggle with the sword, which is a bit embarrassing, seeing as I am top. But I had nothing to complain of and it seemed as though all my dreams of finishing early and being the best were soon to be realized. But it seems fate had a quarrel with me and decided to give my life a twist.
It was two days past, a M'onday to be exact, and I was taking my usual stroll through the thriving streets of the city. I have not had more than a passing glance at Benk since I moved up, so imagine my surprise at finding him feet away from me in the hustle and bustle of the city.
He had not seen me so I hurried to him, intending to surprise him at the last moment. When I came within hearing distance, which is a small circumference around the persons speaking, I caught bits and pieces of his conversation. I had not noticed with whom he was speaking but I now took the opportunity to scrutinize the man.
He was uncommonly tall and regal. He was clean shaven, showing to perfection his firm jaw and surprisingly wide mouth, giving one the impression of someone who is easily amused.
They were talking in an undertone and I struggled to catch their words. I had placed myself slightly behind a venders cart, just out of the peripheral vision of the two. Though I was unable to pick up on the gist of the conversation, I could tell the matter was important. Every part of their body language told me so.
When I could see that they were soon to part, I began to leave my hiding place, wanting to catch Benk before he melted into the crowd. No sooner had I taken one step towards my friend, than I froze.
As the man was leaving, I could see a pattern of men in the crowd corresponding with his movements, similar to what we had been taught were the guard movements of any Royal person. Thoughts fit together quickly and the conclusion is what stopped me.
It was the King. Something about him had seemed familiar to me but I had failed to place it at first. But it came to me in a rush now. The jewelled rings on his fingers easily placed him in a position of importance. Though he had changed much since he came to Tayna over ten years ago, you could still make out the boyish something about him, that quick smile and laughing eyes.
But what had truly frozen me in that crowded square was the fact that he had been conversing so easily with Benk. There had been nothing superior in his manner towards him, something that had kept me from placing him in my mind sooner. They spoke as friends, friends old and well known.
My thoughts began to spin and I realized in a daze that Benk had seen me and had frozen also, mirroring myself.
I began to run. I dimly heard his voice behind me, calling me to stop, but I couldn't. Tears were streaming down my face as I ran towards the only sanctuary I knew.
I didn't stop until I reached the highest gable. I sat on the old palace roof for hours, at times sobbing out my pain and at others unable to squeeze out the tears. My thoughts eventually calmed down and I tried to place them in order.
You have been right all along, dearest. Benk is a spy. And apparently one of high ranking. Everything in the King's manner said so. And I have been cruelly deceived all along. I curse myself that I was so very blind. That I let him in on so much of my life and my dreams. There was no question that now that I knew his secret, he would reveal mine. I knew that I was destined to go the same way as Abe.
Abe! That is how he was so easily caught! And Kira and Terk! Although they were caught in a different way. I had never realized how much Benk had pushed their marriage and leaving. The tears continued to come as I realized how perfectly things had worked against us and how I had been the one to let him in. Day by day he had drawn me closer to him by getting rid of my other friends, until I was safely in his net. He was the only one left, the only one to whom I could relate the details of our plans. The only one to whom I could turn for help, help that would only destroy us. How could I have been so blind!
My thougts continued to spin until I cried myself to sleep. I was awoken by the suddenness and severity of the rain. I scrambled up and off the roof, making my way to the barracks, dimly realizing that there was a great chance that Benk would be waiting there, waiting to have me carried off to prison.
Heedless of these facts, I rushed in and found the barracks empty of intruders. The other girls were asleep and I quickly changed into something dry and lay down to sleep.
But sleep would not come. My thoughts were clearer now and I began to think of how I was to face Benk again, and what course of action he was likely to take.
After many arguments and bitter cursings in my head, I made a plan. I got up quickly and quietly and placed my few possessions back in the sack that I had so eagerly placed them in before I came to Warrior Training.
When I was packed I wrote a short note to Master Tyr, explaining that I had received news of a terrible illness come upon my sister and that I could make no delays in hurrying to her side. I could not help but finish with the hope that they would leave a spot in Warrior Training for me the coming year, as I still hoped to finish what I had begun.
I had truly considered coming home to you, but we must remember that that is the first place they will look for me, especially with that letter. So I have determined to find dear Abe and perhaps do what I can to forward our cause with him. I am afraid I will not be able to return to Warrior Training until I am free and clear of the King.
You are entirely free to have your little fight with whoever the Magic Master chooses. If it is Gi I wish you luck and if it is anyone else, I wish them luck. But I don't think it will be Gi. He made a hasty departure the day before I did. Benk said it was some family business. He didn't think he would be coming back.
It seems we both have more enemies that is good for one's health. And this name business is a smart idea. I think Raina is good for you. And I suppose I may as well go by Tair. The "I" thing is too conspicuous and very few people have ever called me Tair, so no one should suspect.
I wish you the best in your fight and I cannot help but be grateful that we no longer need to fight each other. And you mustn't mourn for me too much, I have left Warrior Training as the official Top Warrior and I will have to be content with that for now.
With all the love a heart can give,
I'taira (I'taira for the last time until we have rid the land of this tyranny and need for secrecy.)

Later:

Can we trust Master Sotur'i? If so, can we trust him enough to beg his help? I know you are fully capable of looking out for yourself now, but I don't want you to be alone and you need to leave Tayna. I can write Aunt and Uncle, directing them to put you under Sotur'i's care. I need you to go to H'lafa. People are being picked off like flies and I need someone there to keep everything under tabs. Sotur'i shouldn't object to training you there and you could be of so much more help to us there.
I need someone to look after Benk. I don't know why or how, but he needs to be watched. I am sick of having the King's Spies everywhere. We need some spies ourselves. I need you to be my spy, be my eyes. I need to know who's with and who's against the king. People need to know who to avoid. I am certain now that there are more spies in and around Warrior Training. We need our people in Warrior Training and we can't afford to have them discovered. I need someone to find out where people stand and keep them apart. Can you do this?

11

'Taira,

Your stupid, unpredictable, irrational, annoying, PRIDE!! Do you not realize how hard it will be for me to back out of this fight with my honor held high? If I don't fight you I refuse to justify the Magic Masters right to redeem himself, and I myself will be called an old . . . . I don't even want to say what they'd call me. I'm not afraid to fight you. Personally I think it would be quite enjoyable. But I wouldn't do it unless I dulled the blades. But then I would either have to tell everyone that I'm your sister or else lie to a whole entire camp full of warriors. OH! YA'NA! I just promised my self not to lie again unless it was absolutely necessary for protecting someones life. I fear honor is not life, neither is pride. Or at least not in my book. I will not be called a panic-stricken old witch. Or any other fouler names. What could you possibly have been thinking? Why couldn't you have just pulled Gi aside later and tell him that you would not stand for any more of pejorative comments from him. Sister . . .! What were you thinking?

Never mind I should not be cross with you. Forgive me, I have no reason to overreact. Well yes I do have a reason, but either way I should not resolve to anger. There has to be a way to solve this matter. Ya'na. I just realized why I couldn't see the future. As a person who sees the future you have to be careful not to let emotional matters get in the way, if you do you wont be able to see the future accurately because you see what you want to see. I didn't and still don't want to see myself fighting you. It all makes perfect sense now. Why did Master Sotur'i have to pick a person who would with no doubt retaliate with an act of a rematch. I could scream! You know I hate having to think about things like this!
I've got it. I'll postpone the match from a . . . sudden injury caused by . . . an over powerful spell. Being too confident in my standings I tried a spell that was over my capabilities. It isn't exactly true but all Warriors lie when it comes to matters like this. That's what I'll do. I feel much better about this. That gives me a perfect amount of time to figure out what to do. Though some will call me foolish it will be more obvious that I'm young and therefore not quite sure what's past my amplitude. Perfect! But of course the Master of Magic will suspect I'm just biding more time to practice. He'll most likely send investigators to Master Sotur'i. Not good. Hm . . . I have a better idea. My guardian will refuse to let me fight. Ha! I can't believe I just thought of that. I have to say I'm pretty proud of my self. I'll send the first message off to the Warrior Training camp.

Oh to make this work I kind of need my legal guardian refuse to give permission to let me fight. I will let you deem what you think is the best, or unless you have a better idea. I am frankly out of ideas. I'm going to go talk to Master Sotur'i about this before I send the first letter to the Training camp. I'll finish my letter later.

More Recent:

Master Sotur'i is a . . . beast to state it nicely. He said that he wouldn't dream of canceling the match and has forbidden me to send the letter. I told him I wouldn't fight. He finally gave me permission to send my message to postpone the match. It took a lot of debating. Well on his side. I simply refused to fight. He finally got me to promise to at least reconsider if he let me send the letter. I think he just wants to be famous for training the newest Mage.

That's over now and I need to think of other things. Guess what? I have come up with a name for public so that others can't trace me. Raina. Isn't it great, imaginative and totally . . . pathetic. I mean its the name I go by all the time. But I guess that it isn't that close to my real name. I've had some drastic thoughts come into my mind while trying to get around this situation. I even thought of raiding the soldiers camp up on the hill to bring the kings attention so that he would come then I could run off to the rebellion!

Oops! I wasn't supposed to tell you about those soldiers. I forgot. Oh well, its better that you know about. Almost a week ago a group of soldiers (200 or so) came through our village and camped on our hill on the far side of the farm. It's the farthest part of treeless land from the village so it doesn't concern any one (except us), and their not too far away that within a minutes notice they would be ready to fight. I know this is somewhat of a surprise, but don't worry I'll make sure every ones safe.

I haven't even told Master Sotur'i what I'm about to tell you. I put a spell on Aunt and Uncle. If anything should happen to me or you where either of us would have to flee the empire, Aunt and Uncle would be relocated into another small village. I just don't want them harmed on our account. It seems we both are starting to form a few enemies already. Gi yours and everyone in the village mine. I haven't told you about that yet have I? Well it's not that interesting really. But somehow everyone here can tell that I have changed so much so they blame the soldiers coming here on me. I can't go to the village any more for my own safety. Last time I went into the market place I was spit upon countless times and pushed into the mud piles to the sides of the street twice and a man (I don't know his name but you'd recognize him) threw a rock at me! Of course it missed, luckily. Aunt has to do the shopping now. Though she is harassed for housing me and not turning me loose. Amazing how much can happen in the space of two days. Uncle hasn't left since the soldiers have arrived. He is a lot more sober lately. Though that's not to say he's with out his bottle. Carcon remains (still), though he also treats me very rudely. If I could I would pull them a side one by one and tell them how wrong they are and convince them I'm really on their side. But that can not be.

You asked about my powers, well there's not much to say. As a Mage you need to be able to see the future and fight at the same time. It gets really hard because the pictures you see from the future will block out your normal sight unless you have enough practice to control the pictures and images. Mages also take most of their power from the earth. Its hard to explain. But you always feel this force that flows within you. Most spells that are said don't have any effect so you have to use hand motions. That is where Master Sotur'i didn't have to teach me. I'm sure you noticed when I was fighting the Magic Master how I always had a hand free from my sword. That's so I can move my hand and arm freely to put . . . embellishments on the words to modify the power within them when their said. Certain Mages know different modifiers. But the one who knows the most will always win. You said in your letter that at times I could have stricken my opponent down. That is very true. But unfortunately Magicians are so proper. It would be an embarrassment to be killed or forced to surrender because of a sword. I personally don't think it would be, but that's how magicians are.

Enough about me. I was so worried when I read that you challenged Gi to a duel. But two hours long! I can't believe you got out of that with nothing worse than a scratch on your arm. It was so exciting. I am so proud of you. I feel somewhat bad for Benk and that you'll be leaving him. But why was he so quiet?

I'm very tired so I must sleep. I'll try to send this letter off in the morning. Oh and don't forget to refuse to let me fight against you if you think that is the best way to get out of this situation.

With love,
Raina

10

Dearest Raina,

Wow. I am... amazed. Dear girl! Why did you not tell me sooner! I am so happy for you! A mage!!! Wow! That is the most incredible thing! And you think we have some royalty in our blood? Not that I care about the whole royalty thing, but how could that be? We have all studied Royal History and I don't recall anything about heretic children.
My dear girl! I am sorry if you were ever scared to tell me of this! It has made me so very happy! My comments about mages before were said with a lack of knowledge. All I knew was told me by Benk and he himself admits that he is very biased on the subject. He is not too fond of mages.
What exactly can you do? Dear sister, tell me! I hear rumor that the king is trying to ban the use of magic on the battlefield which makes me all the more anxious to love it and do all I can to keep it legal!
Your fight was absolutely amazing! I would never have guessed that it was you! How you have improved! I am simply astounded that that was actually you. You were so good! And against a Magic Master! Wow. As to the magic part, I cannot profess to have the slightest knowledge and therefore I can't give you much advice there. But the combat... Sword was efficient. Better than me at the time. Maybe a little shaky at parts. I think there were some times both of you could have taken a good swing with the sword but instead turned to magic. You lost some good decent opportunities in that area. And if you are to lose the magic this next fight, you've got to forget the magic. I'm sure Sotur'i has told you all this. But the Magic Master is most likely to pick a Warrior without any magical abilities and so they will be completely focused on the combat and you must be too. You cannot let your mind drift to things you could be doing with your magic. It's you and your sword. Nothing else. I'm sure you will do great. And I will be there to support you! I can't wait!
Well, I am certain you have guessed from the tone of this letter that I am doing much better. I have just received a letter from Abe and though he is sad to be away from Warrior Training, the King's attempt at silencing him has done quite the opposite. Abe is more loyal to our cause than ever before and he is spending his time and effort forwarding the cause. I couldn't ask for anything better.
My training is truly going well. I am actually coming to enjoy it. I have such a lift in the spirits in pitting myself against the traitor that I feel I have some supernatural force behind my efforts. My Cavalry training is becoming obselete and I think we may end that soon. I beat Gi half the time and the other half I lose by the slightest margin. I have no doubt that I shall even beat him in Tournament.
And I have the greatest pleasure in informing you that my Swordsmanship is much improved. I am still far from being the best, but I think Gi even breaks a sweat when we fight. I am humbled enough to admit that Sotur'i was right in having Gi train me. I am improving much quicker than I dared hope.
I am also happy to say that Gi is miserable. He used to take pleasure in humbling me with his greater skills, but he only shrugs his shoulders when he wins. I have not seen him anywhere near the Princess I'talia and I hear she has been seen often with the Lord Chancellor Ryshound. I hope she marries the fat man.
Speaking of the Princess, your comment on the names thing is interesting. I had never thought before that my name was unique in any way and I dare say no one else has taken notice. Well up until yesterday. It was yesterday morning and I was getting ready when Benk strolled in. He was reading a book and he just lounged against the door frame. Nothing unusual there. But then he suddenly perked up.
"Hey 'Tair,"
"Yeah" My mouth was full of yesterdays roll and I mumbled my response.
"Who are your parents?"
I was finished eating now. "I already told you this Benk. Sir I'tone and Lady Ishona." He was about to say something else. "And no, I don't know who they were and for the life of me I can't find them in any records. Come on, we gotta go." We headed out the door as the call was made.
Benk looked thoughtful for a minute. "Those are kind of odd names for no-names." I glared at him. "I mean, you would think they would be recorded somewhere. The names just suggest they were someone of importance. Ya know, the I's. Like your name. I'taira. It's just not usual that anyone besides Royalty is allowed such a name. Hmm." He let it go at that and I hadn't thought of it until I read your letter this morning.
But it is an interesting point. I don't suppose we will ever really know. We can only wonder.
The Spies are really rather frightening. Why have they picked you to harass? How could they have picked you out of the crowd? It's just scary that they are so easily picking up on our group of supporters. Please be safe. And I have learned from hard experience that the supporters of the king come in pleasant forms and you musn't be deceived by their looks. Take Gi for example...
Kira and Terk have left Warrior Training to be married. I had a good long talk with both of them before they left but they would not be swayed. I have forgiven them all I can but I still don't think they are wise in this point. They have promised to do all they can to forward the cause. Perhaps it is best that they are going. It will be good to have people loyal to our cause in different places. But I will miss them so very much. My friends are all leaving me! It is just Benk and me now.
I only just received your letter this morning so I have not yet been able to find out who it is you are to battle. But I will wait to send you this letter and let you know who you have the pleasure of grinding to a pulp.
Love,
'Tair


Later:

I really don't have the time to write this as it is not a M'onday but I am skipping out on Archery to let you know of these past two days.
It was T'uesday and I was endeavoring to find out who your foe would be. I asked Master Gann and he said that the Magic Master had not yet chosen but was intending on visiting the Trainees Tournament that day to look over the Warriors. Master Gann also mentioned, as a side note, that the Warrior Master Trainer was to be there. Gann knows how very much I have wanted to pass into Second Year and he told me that if I did well in front of the Warrior Master Trainer I would have a good chance of getting his recommendation and moving up.
I was ecstatic and very confident. I had done well in my training and I was determined to win top in all I did. I did exactly that. The Warrior Master Trainer was there and I did my very best. I got first in everything but Sword and then I was only second to Gi. My heart and head were swelling and I was giddy as the Warrior Master Trainer headed my way.
I hardly remember any of what was said, but dearest sister, I did it! I am now officially a Second Year Warrior! I am sad to leave Master Gann and Benk but I am so very happy I could scream! But what came next certainly put a damper on my spirits.
I was standing just next to Gi and he was conversing with the Magic Master. I was certain that he was going to be chosen to be your opponent and I couldn't help being a bit nervous for you. He is very good.
I was shocked out of my thoughts when the Magic Master turned to me and asked to be introduced. Gi introduced us, but I could see a glimmer of confusion and hostility in his eyes.
"Warrior I'taira, I could not help but noticing your skills. I am deeply impressed." said the Magic Master. I thanked him and then waited for him to continue. He seemed thoughtful for a moment and then a broad smile came to his lips. "I had considered asking Warrior Gi to take on the young Apprentice I was so justly beaten by this last week," at this his smile turned to a frown. "but I cannot but help think that you would be better suited to that task."
Gi's face darkened and I smiled. I was sorely surprised that he would even considered me but I was pleased that I would be chosen over Gi. But I knew that I must reject the offer.
"I am very flattered, Master, but I cannot agree. Gi is the best and you deserve to have the best represent you. But thank you for the offer." I bowed and began to walk away but Gi's words stopped me.
"I agree. You should have the best represent you. And as much as I admire Warrior I'taira's skills, she only took second in Swordsmanship." I turned back and those around stopped their chatter, feeling the tension in the air.
"Excuse me Master," I was glaring at Gi but I directed my words at the Magic Master. "but I believe Warrior Medo is a bit confused. I only took second because he cheated." Gi's eyes flashed and I saw that I had touched a sore spot. The field was dead silent by now and a circle had been cleared around the Magic Master, Gi and me. I could see the Magic Master's smile was restored and he stepped out of the circle and motioned for two eager pages to stay back.
Gi was looking at me with a small smile now. He was playing to the crowd. "Warrior I'taira, if by cheating you mean that I used my Sword accurately, you are quite right. I find it quite inconvient to wobble it about as you do." His smile was big now and I could tell he was enjoying the battle of words.
I laughed softly and crossed my arms. "Oh no, I believe you were quite good with the wobbling yourself. I was merely alluding to that stick you have at your side. Anyone can tell that it was made for child. The rules call for a mans sword." I was about to go on but I could see that I had said quite enough. His face turned a deep shade of red and he drew his stick. Now, if you knew a Warrior, you would know that the deepest insult you can give is to criticize their sword. It hurts deep.
Before you could say YA'NA! Gi's sword was to my neck and the crowd was silent. I smiled mischeviously and his anger rose. He dropped his sword and grabbed my arm and pulled me close to his face. I have gotten used to the burning sensation.
"Rematch."
As you know, the loser can always call rematch, but technically the winner can also. It is just so unheard of that know one would think of the possibility. I was a bit staggered and as he released his hold on me I stumbled a bit before I regained my balance. But if he wanted a rematch I was certainly game.
He put himself into position and I did the same. My heart was beating rapidly but I felt more excitement than fear. I have fought so often against Gi that the position I was in was nothing new, but I had reason behind it now. I had angered him and he had called for a rematch. We had a crowd of Warriors and Masters watching and I had another chance to win the number one position. I hardly gave a thought to the Magic Master and where this fight had begun.
We fought unlike any fight. My skills were at their best and his were also. We fought neck to neck for two hours straight. The crowd never dispelled and the tension was always high. I won't go into the details as it would take much too long. I got nicked on the arm and he on the side. But we went on. When we both finally came to the point of collapsing, I felt him weaken for a moment and I disarmed him. He glared good and hard at me but finally knelt before me, conceding defeat. I was so surprised that I had beat him that I waited a full minute before tapping him on the shoulder with my blade.
As he stood up, all thought and feeling left me and the world went black. It was the most wonderful feeling. No pain, no anger, no thought. Absolutely nothing. But it didn't last for long and when I came to I was in my Tournament Tent and Benk was wrapping my arm.
He stayed silent and I could see that he was thoughtful. I didn't have time to wonder at his not immediately congratulating me as the Magic Master came in at that moment. I sat up but he motioned for me to lay back. I gratefully did so.
The Magic Master studied me for a moment. "Warrior I'taira, you have done well. Not only have you now won the position of Top Warrior, you showed the spirit to not let go of the chance you had. You could have easily conceded Warrior Medo the position and still been doing well. You have shown that you want to be the best. It is not often that Warrior Training gets someone with so much passion. Well done." He smiled. "I believe the Warrior Master Trainer will have something to say to you about that." He started to the tent opening. "By the way, I have informed the Warrior Master Trainer that I have chosen you as my proxy." He smiled widely and pointed a finger at me. "I'm trusting you young lady, you had better do well." He left before I could even try to protest and I fell back on the cot and groaned.
Benk was still extra thoughtful and we didn't talk. The day went on as usual. I was supposed to train with Gi that night but when I got there he was training a new colt and just laughed when I said we were supposed to be training.
He finally turned to me, "You're done." He was not smiling. "Now get outta here before I let a Master know that you're here." Then he turned back to his training. I was a bit unsettled with his attitude but I headed back to the Barracks. I was surprised that he had taken defeat so badly.
But my thoughts quickly left him as I remembered that I am to be proxy for the Magic Master. Dear sister, what am I to do! I talked to Master Gann about it and he just shook his head, saying that as I fought a rematch for the honor, it was now my duty to go through with it. Gann is sad to have me leave his group and I am sad also. He said the Master Warrior Trainer spoke to him and is putting me in the same Warrior Group as Gi with Master Tyr and that if I continue to do well he thinks there is a very likely chance of my finishing in six months. Although I did win the position of Top Warrior, that doesn't constitute that I have sufficient training.
Oh but dear girl!, what am I to do?! How am I to fight you! That's just not right! I can't go up against you! I would not want to beat you, but I cannot lose. It would disappoint the Magic Master so and there is a high possibility that I would lose my opportunity of finishing early. What do we do?!
Try to write me once before you come! We must decide what to do!
Yours in distress,
I'taira

9

My Dear Sister,

If only I could be there with you to comfort you. Although I'm sure you're fine. I just can't believe that Gi. When I read that part of your letter I swore I was going to kill him. Ha! Who does he think he is? He'll have no chance with that princess. She'll be engaged to a duke sooner or later for political reasons. Oh how awful. But I am glad that you are done with him and no longer have to worry about hurting him during practice. I hope you are able to stab him. YA'NA! Sorry that's not very nice to say. I need to be more careful with how I'm speaking now days. But I did talk to Master Sotur'i about his choice in placing you with Gi and he just smiled and said, "To overcome ones troubles you must conquer a greater challenge first." He is always speaking in riddles when he wants you to seriously ponder a concept. Well I groaned along with you when I read that part but I am glad that your doing better in swordsmanship.

Can you believe it though, HIGH RANKINGS! You did it! And don't you ever think that I would laugh at anything you failed in. I felt awful that you had tried your hardest and still failed. I almost cried. But I know you'll take first in everything next time. I know it. Or at least I think I do. I have faith that you can do it.

I felt so bad for Abe. I had this longing to go and find those spy's and make them forget what they heard so Abe could return. I certainly hadn't imagined any one of your friends being caught. I think that Master Gann should have done something. But then again the King has fear struck into every ones hearts, except those insane enough to challenge his authority. I know we shouldn't be talking about these sort of things in letters but I have officially decided to become a rebel. No one knows of course. But I have been infused with a passion I can't explain. This psychotic rule must end. I cannot stand what the King is doing and he will suffer for it! Though now is not the time to act against the King.

The life here in the village continues in the same manner. Though I was surprised when Carcon still decided to remain as a worker for Uncle. Uncle, what to say about him? He has changed a lot. He fears some thing or some one. I think he was threatened. Though by whom I know not. I have not been able to teach the children lately and I fear I may never have the chance to teach again. My heart mourns at the prospect and yet rejoices at the same time. Does that make sense? I loved teaching the children but I have found something that pushes me to be the best that I can be, and I personally enjoy that much more. The M'iller boys have again returned to their awful tricks. I have often wished to make them stop but then where would be the enjoyment of life if there wasn't any one to make it a little difficult? I am sure our troubles will be bearable. Making us a little better than we are. Well on with the village. I was actually stopped by those hooded men today. My heart had to be somewhere near my brain. What happened was that I was walking home from the market having finished my errands for Aunt when they both stepped in front of my path. Of course I tried to side step them without making eye contact, but they refused to let me pass so I looked up at them. "Is there anything I can do for you?" I said. I had to keep my mouth from dropping. I could see their faces and they looked only a few years older than you or I. (They were a little attractive also.) "Why have you stopped teaching school?" one of them asked. I stared at them trying to see through their questioning before answering. "I don't think its any of your business" I said, and before either of them could say anything I continued, "However I will tell you because it's common knowledge. I have not the time. I am striving to get accepted into a women's college and am in need of a lot of studying." I stepped to the side of them and left, neither of them daring to stop me again.

It sometimes frightens me how much I'm lying. Though I try not to. Most of it is for my safety or that of others. I truly hadn't thought my not telling Aunt and Uncle precisely everything about my life as a simple necessity for the moment, not necessarily a lie. It was an unavoidable deception. It was needed. Can you see them letting me going off and training with a man on my own? I can't. Though I did feel guilty about it at first, I am not worried now. For everything will come in time. Speaking of which, I find the time to be now to tell you. I . . . can't, I never thought telling you anything would be hard. But I have no idea how you'll react.

I'll speak on a different matter and possibly latter turn to that subject. 'Tair I noticed something in your letter that I have never noticed before. Princess I'talia. Do you not see it? I'taira, I'tone, I'ikane our land. Your name and fathers name are those of royalty. Only royals are aloud to start their names with an "I' ". I read that in a book recently. But its true. Do you know anyone who's name starts like yours besides royalty? I don't. If we are related to royalty you have no idea how much more sense that makes.

My training with Master Sotur'i continues even in higher extremities. I have tell you, I know I do, and I promised. I know you think its strange how I knew what was going to happen in that fight. And how Master Sotur'i just smiled when you asked who his apprentice was. Well I know who the apprentice is. Very well in fact . . . . YA'NA! Enough of these secrets! I am a Mage! I am the one you saw fighting. I hinted at it a little in several of my earlier letters. Forgive me for not telling you. I so wanted to. Master Sotur'i told me to wait and tell you until I was sure I wouldn't embarrass myself. Seeing you there and not being able to talk to you was a curse that should not be borne. Yet it will again be required.

The law with magical fighting is that the loser has the right to call for a rematch on their terms. I have been called to one, and I am under obligation to do accept. I think it is foolish and unwise for the Magic Master to call a rematch. But in this match he doesn't have to be the one to fight. It can be someone fighting in his name who would have a better chance of winning. But the main reason why I told you who I really am is because this fight will be non-magical. Meaning I can't hide my face even if I wish to. I didn't want you to suddenly see me and not know what I was doing there, at Warrior Training. Another thing is that I can't acknowledge you . . . except I can give you a small embrace without showing any emotion or care towards you. But I can't go through another fight without your love and support behind me. I have resolved to do that. I hope you approve. Also I will be able to nod to your friends so if they are standing near you I'll hopefully be able to know who they are. But I would ask that after I acknowledge you that you don't tell anyone who I am. I'm trying to stay somewhat in hiding. Please write soon so that I will know if you approve of my notion. But if I don't receive your letter I'll proceed with my plan. But will you please tell me what you think of the fight? I really would like to know. And another thing is I won't know whom I'm fighting at all. Even after its over. So if you would tell me who they are in a letter that would be appreciated.

I am a little worried about this fight. The rules that were set for this rematch is that neither contestant can use magic to better their chances of winning. Master Sotur'i has twisted that to the most extreme. I'll be using the magic I use every day. Such as strength, minor speed. Another thing that Master Sotur'i asked me to do is call upon the earth to protect me. It's a dangerous spell unless you are a Mage. Mage's are said to be at peace with the land therefore able to access the power within properly. So I will be protected. But unfortunately I have to perform that spell for help on the battlefield. I am a little nervous. It's a verbal spell and though the judges will see that it's of no harm it is a little nerve racking. I just wanted to tell you so that when I did the actual spell you would know what was going on. It won't be that much of a help though, just shift the ground I'm standing on thereby moving me out of harms way that's all. It is so frustrating that I can't speak with you. I am so angry. But oh well no use brooding over it. Sister I was also wondering if you would include some details of the fight that you liked, and things you think I can improve on. I of course will be leaving directly after the fight. Those are Master Sotur'i's orders.


In the above I mentioned how being royal would make so much sense. Well only royalty are Mages and very few at that. You have to be the son or daughter of a Mage or a magician to have a chance of being a Mage yourself. Most likely our father was a Mage. But also a heretic to the family thereby an outcast who fled to the rebellion. After getting married he must of instilled knowledge in us. Half the things I do as a Mage I mysteriously already know. I have a feeling that if you would be able to tap into that knowledge you would be able to fight much better already having the knowledge inside of you. I know this is probably an overwhelming letter. But I did try to hint to you a little bit in the above. I'm not quite sure how this fight will go. I haven't had time to really sit and ponder so I have no idea what this match will be like. Wish me luck.

With love,
Raina.

8

My Dearest Raina,

You are changing so much! My dear, little one! You amaze me! You do realize, do you not, that you are deceiving Aunt and Uncle? It is not like you to lie. You really have changed.
I would go on with the pleasantries, but I cannot. My dearest, sister, oh the pains of this cruel world! The sorrows and injustices inflicted by the reign of a king! When will we be permitted to end his cruel reign?
I could continue in my beautiful poetic lamentations, but it would be better to tell you all that has caused me such grief.
There are two different sources of agony for my soul at this time, but I will tell you about them in the order they occured.
My training with Gi was not going well. I fear I was doing poorly at overcoming his effect on me and I was failing miserably in everything I tried. But, praise the heavens, my eyes have been opened and I have been blessed with a dramatic change in feeling, if not circumstance.
It was ten days ago, the day of Tourn. Gi was to participate in one of his last Cavalry Tournaments. I could not help but be excited. This would be the first time I would see him in an actual Tournament, and I could not help but think of the tradition of the Scarves. That silly tradition that you were always so fond of dreaming about. We used to play the end of a Tournament, I would be the victorious Warrior and you the beautiful maiden. We would steal Aunt Kalesa's dowry scarf and you would tie the Love Knot on old Kinder's bridle when I begged for a sign of love from the one "nearest my heart."
I am certain I had passed into the first stages of insanity that day. But, bless the heavens, I am saved from such foolish imaginings.
Gi was splendid and he won. The crowd was large and packed in as he passed through, searching for the one "nearest his heart". He passed closed to me and I felt that harmful heat across the distance between us. But he went on, he went on and betrayed the deepest feelings of my soul. Not the silly fancies one silly girl has for a gorgeous man. No, the feelings of freedom, the feelings so deep down inside my being, that his betrayal all but stopped the beating of my heart.
He made his way to the Royals and with a breath of betrayal to the people of this good land, he asked for a token of love from the one nearest his heart, Princess I'talia, youngest sister of King Gioto.
No other words were spoken, but I knew then that Gi was the mysterious and oft mentioned suitor of the Princess I'talia.
I had taken for granted the fact that Benk would only be friends with those loyal to our cause. I had not foreseen such a breach of trust. But I cannot blame Benk for the mislaid loyalties of Gi. Benk was only trying to do what was best for me. And I think it has finally paid off. I hate Gi. I hate him with all the loyalty I have to the cause of freedom. And I train well. I believe I have even shocked Benk with my sudden zest. I can defend myself against any move the traitor Gi throws against me. Away with the formalities and the facade of friendliness! He is my enemy and I treat him as such. I am no longer afraid to hurt him.


Forgive me. My soul is so pained that I no longer care for the words spoken or written. They can do no more harm than has already been done.
I will now tell you of the actions of the king, the thing that has left me with every faculty of my soul bent on the destruction of such a system of government.
Last night, Abe came and said goodbye to me. That dear, quiet fellow who had such hopes of becoming the greatest swordsman this world has known. My dear tutor of the Sword and fellow Warrior, my strongest ally in the cause of freedom.
He told me that he was going home. He would not tell me why, he simply shook his head and bid me goodbye before he stumbled out the door and out of my humble life.
With my usual thoughtlessness and passion, I rushed to Master Gann's office and banged loud and hard on the door. Master Gann finally opened the door and I pushed my way in, heedless of his questioning glance, and sat down.
"What has happened?" I demanded. "Why is Abe going home?"
Master Gann wiped his brow and sat down opposite me, obviously weary. "Abe was caught offguard by one of the King's Spy's. It seems he was unguarded in his dislike of the King and spoke too freely." I was shocked and silent. "I'm sorry I'taira. There was nothing I could do. I was either to charge him with treason and send him to the King's Court, or discharge him from Warrior Training and he could go home."
I glared at him with all the hatred welling inside me. "You could have fought. You could have said something. You could have done something! You didn't even try!" My voice began to rise higher and I could feel my emotions swelling. I stomped out into the cool night air, leaving Master Gann to his cowardly thoughts.
It is M'onday.



The M'onday Next:

My thoughts have cleared somewhat and I must apologize for some of what I have written. I am afraid my passions fog my reason.
Master Sotur'i arrived last W'ednesday and the fight you spoke of was on Th'ursday. It was exactly as you described it. Because magic is involved, they are forbidden to show their faces, so I could not tell you who they were even if I wanted to. I am astounded that you saw what was to happen. How can this be? I am afraid such things as magic are far beyond my understanding.
Master Sotur'i's apprentice was absolutely fantastic! I tried to see where he went in order to see who he was, but he all but disappeared in the crowd and when I asked Sotur'i who he was, he just smiled and walked away. Awful people with secrets!
Well, I am dying. At least my dreams of becoming the best are. My training with Gi couldn't be better. I am doing so well that we have taken to only training three times a week. And my archery is splendid, as always, and even in the Knife and Hand to Hand, I am one of the best. But I am failing miserably with the Sword. Without Abe I have fallen behind and even with him I was struggling to keep up. I am afraid I cannot be the best unless I master the Sword along with everything else.
Sotur'i told me he is going to watch me in the Trainees Tournament this W'ednesday to see if I am keeping up on my punishment. I am terribly afraid to disappoint him, but I am afraid there is no helping it.
If only Abe were here! I miss him so very much! He was so good at listening and being my big friend. And don't get into the mushy likings. No, I never took a fancy to Abe. He was just one of my best friends. He would have loved that fight!
Yes, I speak of you often to my friends. They know nearly all there is to know about you. I even told Benk of your suspicions. He thought the whole thing rather funny. They are all very anxious to meet you, Benk especially. I am terribly afraid that Kira and Terk won't take your advice and wait to marry 'til after Warrior Training. They are both on leave for one week and I have a sneaking suspicion that Kira went to Terk's home to meet his parents. Aah! What foolishness love brings about!
I am so very anxious for the Tournament on W'ednesday I can hardly concentrate.





The M'onday Next:


Good heavens! You would think I would have already sent this letter to you! But I have wanted to write more and have not gotten the chance until now.
The Tournament was... as expected. I was the best in Archery and Cavalry, second in Hand to Hand and third in Knife. I was twenty-second in Sword.
Don't laugh.
Master Sotur'i found me after the Tournament and congratulated me on my victories. When he came to the subject of the Sword, I had the feeling that he was trying to keep in something akin to a laugh. I was a bit hurt, for I had tried my hardest.
He gave me some pointers and then drew me aside where it was a bit quieter.
"I'taira, you have made some rapid progression and I cannot say that I am entirely displeased with you." I smiled slightly, flattered at the small compliment. "But if you don't master the Sword, it defeats the entire purpose of the punishment." I groaned and let my shoulders sag. Sotur'i smiled slightly and motioned to someone hidden in the shadows.
"I have heard great reports on your progress with Warrior Gi Medo." I groaned extra loud when Gi came into view and shook hands with Master Sotur'i. Sotur'i glanced at me and continued. "I am certain you are well aware of Gi's talents in Cavalry, but perhaps you did not know that he is also one of the top Warrior's with the Sword.
I groaned again, seeing where this was leading. I was aware of Gi's talents and had only hoped that Sotur'i was not.
"You will train every other night with the Sword. That should work nicely." Sotur'i brushed his hands, satisfied with the arrangements and Gi looked down, apparently checking out the mud on his boots but more likely hiding a grimace.
I quickly grabbed Master Sotur'i by the arm and scooted a little away from Gi. "Forgive me Master, but I must disagree. Could there not be someone better to teach me? Warrior Medo is too busy to train me every night." I tried to think of other reasons why he should not teach me but came up empty.
Master Sotur'i studied me with a thoughtful eye and then shook his head. "It is plain to see, I'taira, that you and Gi are not the best of friends. But that does not in any way change my mind in having him train you. He is one of the best and that is what you need." I frowned and he smiled. "Besides," he turned me to face Gi, "that is your competition. Who better to battle every other night?"
Then he walked off, still sporting a large smile. Ugh.
That was W'ednesday. It's M'onday. Two days of Sword with Gi. I am getting better.


Yours ever,
'Tair

P.S.
I confess I don't know a whole lot about Mages. My comments about them only came from a conversation I had recently had with Benk. But I know very little about them.

P.S.S.
My dear, darling sister! I only just glimpsed over your letter again! An offer of marriage!? Forgive me for not commenting on it earlier. I was so caught in my emotions that I hardly gave more than a passing glance to your letter. I am sorry for the hurt you must have caused Carcon but I am certain it is all for the best. At least he knows where you stand now. And my comments about Master Sotur'i were just silly. I was just in such a confused state that I grasped at what I could to focus on something else. Of course it would be very improper for you to take a fancy to your Master. Forgive me.

P.S.S.
Be very careful around those Spy's. Especially after what has happened to Abe.

7

Dearest I'taira,

I apologize for the long wait. I have been so busy training with Master Sotur'i. We start before the sun rises and end hours after the sun goes down. I'm only able to practice that long because it's the fall celebration. Aunt is a little worried about me. I tell her that I am sick and unable to do anything and go home and supposedly sleep all day. When really I'm practicing. Before I continue I have to tell you something that shocked and alarmed me greatly. It was the second day of my training and I was about to sneak out of the house 'to go for a walk' when Aunt stopped me. I told her I needed fresh air and had to leave right away. She held me in place and said, "Your Uncle and I have received an offer of marriage for you." I froze, "Who from?" I asked. "Now don't be so cruel hearted to not even think about this offer it may be the only one you receive." I can't tell you how much that statement hurt, but I know she's wrong so I told her to continue. "Well," she said, "it is Carcon. He may be a little plain and illiterate. But he'll offer you a good home and he'll take care of you." "I will never marry any one right now. I am too young and I refuse any offer of marriage sent to me as of right now." I turned and started to leave then I paused and said, "Don't tell him this. I'll talk to him."

So there I was having to brake this poor mans heart. I went out to the fields where he was working and said, "Carcon, there are a few things I need to talk to you about." He stopped his work and looked up at me and nodded that I should continue. "Carcon I can't help but notice that you have been paying me a particular amount of attention. Carcon if you have any inclination to seal my affections it is impossible. Please forgive me. But I feel too young and I am not at all prepared and as of this moment my guardian is away and she is the final word. Please don't sorrow for you loss. If it truly is a loss. I know that there are girls in the village who would love to be your wife. But please forgive me, I'm not able to give you the love you deserve." I said it a lot kinder than it sounds. I really tried to make it soft and easy. But as you know I was late for my training. Any ways after I was done I hesitated a moment and started to walk off."Who else is there?"he said. I paused, "What?" I asked. Cancon turned and looked at me and said, "There's someone else isn't there?" I was so surprised I didn't know what to say. There really was no one but if I said there was he might leave me alone. I just didn't know what to say so I said the truth, "There is no one. I'm sorry." I didn't want to be delayed any more so I took a step but he grabbed my arm. "Do you not see that I am the only who might ever love you?" he asked. I pulled my arm away and ran off. I took the long rout to my secret place to make sure he wouldn't follow me. It hurt what he said. But I don't believe it. He isn't the first lovesick person I have seen.

I, of course, was late and Master Sotur'i. Sotur'i was a little disappointed that I wasn't there when I said I would be. So I had to explain to him all that had happened. He had a good laugh about that. Oh and how on earth can you think I fancy him! I don't and I couldn't. He's my Master and it would be so improper. No matter what you say, you should know that I don't care for him in that way. I care for him as an apprentice for a master. And I would never be engaged to him. You are very funny.

If only the things he's teaching me were as simple as throwing a knife or shooting a bow. But you won't find out until the time presents its self. Which luckily will be very soon. I should probably tell you the reason why I have been having lessons so often and consistently. Well Master Sotur'i will be leaving soon for the capitol to test one of his other apprentices. Oh sister I would give anything to watch this match. It's between one of his magical apprentices and the magical Master there at Warrior Training, who is what Master Sotur'i says is a Mage in hiding. You must write and tell me about the battle. I wonder if this apprentice really is a mage, no one is certain. You must tell me of the fight, what you thought of the battle, and what you think of the apprentice. Also what your friends think. And I was wondering if you tell your friends a lot about me?

Well, Sister have no fear in my abilities to lift the sword. It isn't as difficult as I thought it would be. Maybe when all is revealed I'll be able to give you some pointers. Just kidding. I know that you'll always be better than me and able to help. I do always complement you in front of Master Sotur'i just as you asked. Sister I already know your in love with Gi, so don't even try to hide it. I can hear the hurt in your voice as you tell me how he scorns you. But half of what he does is inexcusable. You should somehow get on his good side. What things does he like to do? Do you have anything in common? Well I am truly sorry that your love is not turning out perfect. He must be really nice but he's trying to keep his true feelings for you hidden. Sense he hasn't been in love with anyone so heavenly before, he is trying to hide it with his contempt. He must be trying to figure out why he likes you when he shouldn't. But I believe him throwing you off balance is proving to be beneficial to your training tactics. If your foe was completely different and "throwing you off balance" you wouldn't know how to over come him. But now with Gi's help you will be able to over throw any opponent. As for every time he touches you it is a sign. A sign of magic. He is either a Sorcerer, or Magician. He must be basing his power off heat and there by warmer or hotter than any one around him. Don't worry you wont go crazy. He's obviously unsure of his feelings for you and he is trying to get back at you for making him unstable. And if he does make you crazy I would avenge you. Even if it meant my death.

I just had another "daydream". This one was an add on to the last one. It was the same battle except I got to see the ending. It was so intense I couldn't keep down my excitement even though it really wasn't happening. So There was a younger magician and an older one fighting. Don't ask how I knew this I just did. They were fighting and the younger one had fended off the older one who had to take a step back to regain control and while the old one was still gaining control the young one formed a ball of light in its left hand and swung the sword towards the older one and when it was at the proper position for a lunge the young one put its left hand onto the handle and a long shoot of blue light exploded from the tip forcing the older one to fly backwards. And that was the end. The young one bowed to its defeated opponent and walked to Master Sotur'i who was there and bowed to him and placed its self behind him. I told Master Sotur'i about this and he said that it was probably the prediction of the match between his apprentice and the Master at Warrior Training. He also said that if that is true I might have the gift of foresight which would explain a lot.

Sister before I forget let me apologize for being suspicious of Benk it was wrong of me to pass judgement on a person that I haven't met. I really am sorry. But I so knew that Kira and Terk were going to be together. I could just feel it. Well you must tell them from me that it is inadvisable to get married while in Warrior Training and is best to wait until after. But I suppose they can do what every they want. You know sister this is the first year that I haven't once participated in the fall festivals. It is somewhat strange. I see all the people my age chattering excitedly about this or that but I have no place among the gossip circles. I don't miss it at all though. I have been working so hard with Master Sotur'i that I know you wouldn't recognize me, and I myself seem to have matured so much. I no longer wish to be affiliated with the silliness of others. Imagine me saying that. I would always be in the circles to half defend others while I listen to satisfy my own yearn for gossip. But I can tell you that Aunt and Uncle worry a great deal about, me and I don't blame them, I have been quite occupied. I know that change is good but I have been making so many drastic changes that I think I'm scaring others. I like the change. But I know others do not. I have become stronger from all my hard work and I am not quite as pathetic, scared and small looking as before. The things Master Sotur'i has been teaching me has opened up a whole knew world. It is sometimes frightening and other times its reviving. I can't wait for this year of your training to be over, then maybe together we can move forward in the rebellion.

Sister I think you should know that those hooded men who came to our village are spy's for the King. I can't elaborate more than that until I can be more certain. I have been very careful around them. Every time I go into the village I have to be under the pretense of being sick to explain my long absences. And more so to fool them. Well I must be leaving. I'm going to go wish Master Sotur'i luck. Write soon about what's going on. Be brave against the fearful Gi. I know that you'll be safe and strong. And watch for spy's.

Love for always,

Raina

P.S. Are Mages really as dangerous as you make them sound? Are they really bad?