Destination incertaine

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by AmiralAesir

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- ... The map may not be as accurate as I thought...
- What's the matter?
- To say it point blank, we're lost.
- ... And? asked Ona.

The black mage starred at her. How could she stay that calm?!

- We're lost, in the middle of the night, in snow, and I don't even know where we should continue to walk, we will end completely frozen in no time!
- You're telling me that you, a mage, can't light a fire to warm us? Okay my friend, I'll just have to sneak under your cape instead <3
- Ona!
- I already know, dear one. Grace.

Havarlan frowned. The doe disappeared one day, without warning. And the mage was sure that she was kidnapped.

- You must really love her, to cross the whole world to find her.
- That's not love. that's...
- That's? repeated the wolf
- She was my best chance to recover my memories. She knows who I was, and yet she didn't told me a single thing... ... To protect me I guess...

He touched his scar with a finger and sighed

- Who am I...
- ... I don't know who you were, but I know who you are currently. A man of valor, that didn't hesitated to save me though you didn't have a single benefit from it. You will always legitimate this with that non-sense of "I thought you were Grace"thing, but frankly you could have abandon me to my fate then. ... No, not only did you save me, but you even accepted my request to search my sister Tia. And I won't point every help you gave to the villagers here and there, the Horde you've fought back, no... Havarlan, Grace is one lucky girl to have such a shiny white knight to search for her. And...

She jumped in front of him and smiled

- And I'm quite jealous of her. I wish to be as important in your eyes than this little deer. Whatever the mask you're wearing, I see clearly in your heart. You're noble, and I own you my life.

She then steal him a kiss. Havarlan didn't grumble about that so she knew she had her chance after all

- Now be a sweetie, and wrap me in your cape, my savior. I'm completely frozen...

The walk may be quite long 'till the next village, but she didn't care. They may be lost, the only thing that matters for her was to be by his side, whatever the destination

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Sequel of Le Sacrifice d'Ona , and the result of the Livestream

Havarlan (c) Amiral Aesir
Leude Ona inspired by "les Fables de l'Humpur", by Pierre Bordage

Watercolors, the 24th December 2012

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