Post by Wildfeather on Apr 20, 2014 11:15:24 GMT -5
Wild followed Blaz to the back of the Queen's house, a gasp of admiration escaping her lips when she saw the beautiful garden. She had distant memories of a flower garden in her early childhood, a different garden, but also beautiful. She remembered the faun who had taken care of the garden, and wondered where he was now - had he survived the war? Seeing the tall grave stone, she knew someone in this family had also suffered a loss. From the respect Blaz showed, she understood it was his father resting here. Instinctively she made a deep curtsy for the gravestone, wanting to show Blaz' father respect as well.
"You do not know me yet, Sir," the she-elf told the stone, as if the spirit of Blaz father was here and could hear her. "But I am a friend of your son and your wife. My name is Wild, and I come from the elven Kingdom of Mir. I promise to look after your son and wife and protect them as best I can..."
She listened to Blaz as he explained to her how his father had loved the garden. It sounded lovely to be lulled to sleep the way Blaz had been in his childhood. "I can not say I blame your parents for loving this garden so much," she said softly. "It is so quiet and peaceful here, and the flowers are beautiful. You are lucky to have spent so many happy times here in your childhood."
She nodded when Blaz asked if it would be alright to plant one of the seeds at his father's grave. "I think your father would love for you to plant something on his grave," she said softly. "It would be a nice gift from his only son. I wonder what the seed will grow to be."
Her eyes darted towards the book he had received from his mother. "What kind of book is that?" she asked. "It looks beautiful..."
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(A little fast-forwarding to give you more to work with. This part starts the next morning at sunrise, and not unexpected, it starts with the orphans.)
Once more the sun rose above the horizon. As the first golden rays of sun peeked in through the windows of the house where the orphans slept, eager voices could be heard. The orphans were already up and about, helping each other to wash and getting dressed.
Today was the day where they would start their first day in the training field, but first the orphans had decided to thank the elf prince in person for his gifts.
Once the children were finished with their baths and properly dressed, they marched towards the Queen's house. The guards knew who they were by now, and they were let inside without any protests. Little Charlotte charmed one of the guards to telling them the direction to Wild's room, and the four children danced in the direction they were showed.
"I hope he's with Wild, or we will have problems finding him," little Charlotte whispered, knocking on Wild's door.
Wild was early up this morning, and waited for the children to knock before letting them inside. She hugged and kissed them all, noticing that Therese and Maurice was not among them.
"It seems to me that Maurice and Therese are still at the healer's hut," she said. "Well, I'll visit them there later while you are at the training field. Are you excited about your new day?"
"Yes, we are," Paul said excited. "I just had to pop in to give Master Blaz a big hug and a kiss to thank him for the nice bow and arrow."
All the children brought their presents with them today, as they would all go to the training field after breakfast.
"Now we only need to wait for Blaz," Wild said. "He will be here shortly, as he and I will start our lessons today."
"You do not know me yet, Sir," the she-elf told the stone, as if the spirit of Blaz father was here and could hear her. "But I am a friend of your son and your wife. My name is Wild, and I come from the elven Kingdom of Mir. I promise to look after your son and wife and protect them as best I can..."
She listened to Blaz as he explained to her how his father had loved the garden. It sounded lovely to be lulled to sleep the way Blaz had been in his childhood. "I can not say I blame your parents for loving this garden so much," she said softly. "It is so quiet and peaceful here, and the flowers are beautiful. You are lucky to have spent so many happy times here in your childhood."
She nodded when Blaz asked if it would be alright to plant one of the seeds at his father's grave. "I think your father would love for you to plant something on his grave," she said softly. "It would be a nice gift from his only son. I wonder what the seed will grow to be."
Her eyes darted towards the book he had received from his mother. "What kind of book is that?" she asked. "It looks beautiful..."
~*~*~*~*~*~
(A little fast-forwarding to give you more to work with. This part starts the next morning at sunrise, and not unexpected, it starts with the orphans.)
Once more the sun rose above the horizon. As the first golden rays of sun peeked in through the windows of the house where the orphans slept, eager voices could be heard. The orphans were already up and about, helping each other to wash and getting dressed.
Today was the day where they would start their first day in the training field, but first the orphans had decided to thank the elf prince in person for his gifts.
Once the children were finished with their baths and properly dressed, they marched towards the Queen's house. The guards knew who they were by now, and they were let inside without any protests. Little Charlotte charmed one of the guards to telling them the direction to Wild's room, and the four children danced in the direction they were showed.
"I hope he's with Wild, or we will have problems finding him," little Charlotte whispered, knocking on Wild's door.
Wild was early up this morning, and waited for the children to knock before letting them inside. She hugged and kissed them all, noticing that Therese and Maurice was not among them.
"It seems to me that Maurice and Therese are still at the healer's hut," she said. "Well, I'll visit them there later while you are at the training field. Are you excited about your new day?"
"Yes, we are," Paul said excited. "I just had to pop in to give Master Blaz a big hug and a kiss to thank him for the nice bow and arrow."
All the children brought their presents with them today, as they would all go to the training field after breakfast.
"Now we only need to wait for Blaz," Wild said. "He will be here shortly, as he and I will start our lessons today."