Love in the Forge

[Sherazade]

Ears perked as she heard him reply and she moved along the hall towards the forge. a smile curved her lips as she drew near to him and her lips brushed across his cheek in greeting. Of course it was perhaps a cruel thing to do considering he had his hands full but then would he really object.

"i've something to tell you" She looked rather pleased with herself now and yet nervous at the same time and it took a moment or to for here to continue.

"I went to the rememdium today and offered assistance" her eyes shone like polished amber now . "I start tomorrow" It was there in her voice she was happy about this despite it meant facing her memories

See blue bard the fates are interested in your beloved, for already they coax her to step beyond the shadows of her past... just as you have been.

[jacktim]

Passed from Sabrion to his beloved. "This is a grand thing, Samariah... but I must admit, I am worried about you..." Before she might pose a question he quickly spoke again, "If you use your abilities... won't you get hurt yourself? While I think it is a grand thing that you will help others.. I don't want you injuring yourself..." The solemn stare softened a bit, she was going to work for the Rememdium, he knew what that meant, the sought to hire her as a healer. Prior experience told Sabrion that this might be dangerous for his fiancé-to-be. And while his lips and mind said that, his heart and eyes said, "I don't want to lose you."

[Sherazade]

She listened as he spoke, watched his worry for her take up residence upon his features and it made her touch to his cheek gentle "i could do more harm to myself... by ignoring my gifts, by letting them control me as they have been Tia jhyli (my love)" A sigh left her then she could not help it for she knew she had to do this despite his worry. "All i can do is be careful , to promise not to use my healing touch without Dr D`rael being present." He would know by the determined glint in her eyes that despite his worry over her she was not going to be swayed from the path she believed she must walk. "I'll be careful I promise"

[jacktim]

when she called him tia jhyli, he would come to revel in those words at a later time, he just wished to make sure that she would protect her life as he sought to do... With the final words of her promise, he took her hands. "I hope so..." Sabrion said, not as if he didn't trust her, but as if he didn't know what that occupation would hold for her, what new trials and nightmares may come of this new life she sought. His gaze became the worried look once more. "I..." His voice trailed and trembled as he sought out the courage to tell her his true fear... "I don't want to lose you."

Was it she who needed him? Or was it the other way around? Perhaps these two just need each other.

[jacktim]

Sabrion escorted his beloved home, and even laid beside her as they began to drift off into sleep. However, as soon as her eyes closed and her breathing became the deep breath of sleep, he dragged on his leather armor and sneaked out for the night.

He lay down in the grove where he and Sam had first kissed, staring up into the dark and clear evening sky. Even the stars seemed dimmer now for all the stress the bard was under. He lay for a moment pondering it all as a silent figure approached unbeknown to the blue bard.

"Sabrion? Is there a free spot of grass available for an old elf to rest his bones?" Spoke the dragon knight Ikari. "Aye, there is," Sabrion didn't know if this land belonged to anyone... As far as he was concerned it belonged to everyone and no one. Ikari laid down beside the bard, "You seem diminished as of late Sabrion, is there something on your mind?"

Sabrion stared at the red clad elf for a moment, "Aye... I'm supposed to be proposing to Samariah again sometime soon.... and..." He was cut off by his former comrade in arms, "Sabrion has a girl?" Ikari chuckled, "Well well, I stay away for a few weeks and already you've found someone.... Congradulations..." Ikari then turned back to face him, "So... you're having doubts eh?"

Sabrion took a deep breath, "Yes... but not about her," Goddess no... he would never have doubts about his feelings for her. "But this time I have to ask her grandfather..."

"And you don't know if he'll accept you.." Ikari finished for him."Aye..."

"Well if it gets to be a problem, you should just elope..." Ikari said with a sage-like nod. "But, Samariah and I like it here, and I'm pretty sure she has no intention of leaving..." Sabrion said, although it wouldn't be hard for either of them to run off with little notice, this had become home to them, Would they really have to if it came down to it? Sabrion decided to press for some precedent to the matter. "What about you Ikari? Have you ever been engaged?"

Ikari's face was almost a stare of shock. He hadn't expected this one, his eyes, usually a glowing blue, became a glistening yellow, in semblance to the shock he bore on his face. "Aye, that I have... however... it was her father that forbade our wedding, but he only did so because he didn't want his daughter around the dragons, and us dragon knights."

Sabrion nodded, "Aye... well what happened?" Ikari stared at the bard, "well... my hometown was destroyed a few weeks after our engagement. And I haven't seen her since..." Ikari's voice trailed, and Sabrion started to apologize.

"Don't worry about it old friend," Ikari said, his voice wasn't sad, "She wasn't there when it went up, I know this, we've just gotten a little sidetracked is all... We'll be reunited soon enough..."

Sabrion nodded, "So how long have you two been apart?"

"Ten years," the look of awe on the blue bard's face was priceless, "I know it seems like a long time to you Sabrion, but you have to remember, to use elves, it is more like a year to you." Ikari chuckled, time was just a toy to some of the elder races, only the humans he'd met would take it so seriously. "Now I'm not the best model of an effective union Sabrion, so you must realize that you have to do what you can. As far as her grandfather however.. Just mind your manners and try to keep calm... and everything should work out for you."

Sabrion nodded to the end of this, "Aye, I suppose it will..." A slight drift at the end of his speech. Ikari quirked an eyebrow, "Sabrion... just answer a few questions for me... First off... do you love this girl... your Samariah?"

"Aye, beyond all doubts."

"Then what else matters?", Ikari said, the blunt force of that statement hitting the bard like a wall. 'What else matters?' He repeated internally, and nodded. "Aye... I suppose nothing then... Thank you Ikari." The blue bard rose to his feet and made his way back into town, back into the arms of his Samariah. "Aye and good evening to you Sabrion," Ikari said as the blue bard took his leave. "He'll be alright." Ikari shrugged, and began to drift on the grass.

[Sherazade]

Poor Sam she still wasnt feeling the best but at least she wasnt having to hid it from Sabrion anymore... and most days she could actually eat and not be ill. It was strange how the simple hug from Treadwell had been the thing that started to set things right. No doubt Sabrion would be pleased when he found her seated at the small table and nibbling on a few pieces of fruit. There was even a soft hint of colour in her pale cheeks now and a hint of her former sparkle in liquid amber orbs

[jacktim]

He too had been under a bit of duress during the past few days. Hiding out from Samariah's grandfather had not been his idea of a pleasant week. However... if there was one fact that he was ecstatic about, it was that Samariah was gaining back some of her well needed energy.

Another loving smile led the bard back into the back room to lay down. Another long day in the life of a bard....

[Sherazade]

Sam hadnt been hiding.... well not exactly she just had not gone out of her way to see her grandfather, had choosen to keep herself busy, to push all thoughts of illness from her mind. Hands would push the plate of fruit aside just as sabrion walked into the room a contented sigh easing from her lips.
"evening tia jhyli" the words fell as she reached for the by now familiar ginger tea, and finished the last few dregs before rising, she too was ready for sleep it had been a long day and an even longer week. "I think perhaps tomorrow we should seek my grandfather" Yes she had finally decided it was unfair to make Sabrion wait any longer to meet him.

[jacktim]

After their first meeting with Samariah's grandfather, Sabrion had been a bustle about the shop. Cleaning here, dusting there, straightening, arranging, sharpening, dulling, pouring, gathering, and a mess of other activities about. Only a passing kiss, or a short word or two would be given to Samariah as he passed, carrying who knows what to who knows where inside.

A blue band was wrapped around Sabrion's head to keep the sweat from his eyes as he ran back and forth. When the cleaning was finished the forge was lit, and Sabrion would not be seen until later, sleeping beside the barrel of water next to the forge, a worn out blacksmith with an odd looking sword in one hand, the blade of it resting in the water.

[jacktim]

Sabrion had lain up in the Remendium cots for a few weeks, he had only his thoughts with him for several hours of all those days. During those hours he could only think of Samariah, and how he had failed her. He never asked her grandfather for her hand as she had wanted him to, and now he couldn't provide for her like he had promised he would. His own stubborn pride had landed him in the one place where she would do her best to watch over him, and almost lost her life for him. He lay there partially stewing over what had occurred and how he thought he failed, as well as dreaming of the next time she would come to visit him. A sigh escaped his lips. "What a tangled web I'm in..."

[Sherazade]

Ahh but had he really failed? Or had he by happy acciedent gained the very thing he wanted? These unasked questions would soon be answered.

The past few weeks had been very busy for Sam, first she had spent 3 days recovering from bringing Sabrion back from the brink, it had taken the first day to climb out of the dark pit into which such an effort had driven her. Oddly enough now though, she could do minor healings without suffering any illeffect, it was as if her willingness to sacrifice herself for another, had tripped something in her gift. Second she had been dividing her time between other patients and spending time at his bedside

Fingers tugged on a lengthening braid of sunset hues, flung it back over her shoulder, with a flick of her wrist. Into his room she would breeze now carrying a tray with a bowl of broth and a generous hunk of freshly baked bread upon it "Good day Tia Jhyli" The words left her with ease, mde her lips curve into a soft smile as she drew nearer and there glittering upon her finger would be the ring he had tried to give her, the simple silver etching upon the green stone held within its gold setting suiting her perfectly.

Liquid amber depths of course watching his face for the very moment it sank in what her wearing it meant.

[jacktim]

He didn't notice it at first, because the last time he had seen that ring, she had been turning it over in her hands. But he did notice her as she entered. "Good day my love." He cooed back. While he did feel sad that she was having to take care of him, he did like the attention. When she brought the tray over to him, he immediately set it aside, and grabbed her hand. "Sam... is this... Is this the ring I made for you?"

[Sherazade]

A delicate flush stained her cheeks as he grabbed her hand, gave voice to that question. Teeth would pull upon the tender flesh of her lower lip for a moment, her heart beating like bird wings as it tried to escape its cage.

"Yes it is" She gave him a soft smile that held worry within it as well "When i came so close to losing you, waiting seemed pointless" Gentle figners would reach out to touch his cheek

[jacktim]

He had to take a moment to lay back. He was a bit dizzy from the mix of malnutrition and the sudden elation he acquired from knowing that he had not failed her entirely. He let a slight groan pass his lips as a headache formed and quickly passed. He shook his head, "I think I'm starting to hallucinate..." He reached over and grabbed the broth and began to drink it, while laying back. His face was already pale for the days of bed rest, even more-so now that he had received the jolt of learning that sometime soon he would be married to this girl. He set the bowl back down, "We're getting married?"

[jacktim]

Many Myrkentown personalities might have missed the lack of presence in the blue bard, where had he been? What had he been doing? Who had he been with? Questions that not even his beloved Samariah could answer. Each morning would begin with a kiss on her forehead as he strolled out, and each evening would end with another kiss on the lips as he walked to bed. Until at last he finally came home, carrying a bundle and a small portion of cured meat... of all things.