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The WeatherMaker Hearts Desire By Lady Lilium Characters: 4686

Updated: 2018-07-12 12:03

Amaia gazed about herself at the room again, taking in her surroundings and becoming familiar with them. It was a small room, and at a glance, it looked like it had been left unoccupied for several years now. Through the open window, Amaia could see the forest beyond thrived, the trees grew thick and the leaves were lush and green.

She drew a deep breath, hugging herself against the chill as she padded lightly across the room, the wooden floor cold against her feet. She shivered as she opened the door.

Amaia stepped out into the corridor, glancing over the balcony to the ground floor below where the kitchen was. Amaia descended the wooden stairs, seeing Tristan sitting at the table. He looked up as he heard her footsteps, smiling widely at the sight of her.

'Amaia' he beamed. 'You're awake at last. How do you feel?'

Amaia reached the last step, turning and facing him in silence.

'Here' Tristan said, rising and pulling a chair out from the table, opposite from where he sat. 'Come on' Tristan said encouragingly to her when she didn't move. 'Have a seat.'

Amaia hesitated, then took a step forwards towards the chair offered. She took a seat, and Tristan moved back around the table, returning to his own chair.

Amaia observed the man sitting opposite her as he called for one of the servants.

'What do you want?' he said to Amaia.

'I'm sorry?' she whispered.



'If you do not eat, you will waste away and become ill. Is that what White Feather would have wanted?'

Amaia glanced up at him with tears in her eyes.

Tristan pursed his lips, but said no more. Instead he waited in silence.

Amaia began to eat. The food was good, but a short time later, Amaia was throwing up.

'You've eaten too fast' Tristan told her with concern.

'No' Amaia chocked, turning away from him. 'It's too rich.'

'You're just not used to it' he said. 'You've spent several days living on prison food, and it's been too long since you've eaten properly. Come on. Just have a bit of bread if you can.'

Amaia attempted to eat a little more. When she was done, she pushed the plate away from her, hand placed over her mouth as she forced herself to keep it down.

'Come with me' Tristan said.

'What for?' Amaia asked straightening.

'I…think we should become familiar with each other.'

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