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Lytt was startled, and that was an understatement. No one had ever told her she was beautiful, and she didn’t care for her looks enough to make herself think that. She wasn’t sure if Dharin’s compliment mad her feel bubbly and happy – excited, even, – or scared. She wasn’t ready for a relationship. Was she?

No. Lytt scolded herself.

“OH! I said that out loud. I… I’m sorry. I mean- I’m not sorry you’re beautiful. I’m sorry I said… but I’m still not- I… I don’t know what to say.” Dharin sounded completely flabbergasted and humiliated, but also kind of… what? Apprehensive?

“It’s okay.” She studied her hands, a nervous habit.

Dharin shook his head, twiddling with the handle of his dagger. “I shouldn’t have said that. Sorry. Um. Right. Questions.” He took a deep breath.

Sure her face was a brilliant red, Lytt extinguished her snowflake. Not only was her energy running out, and she was sure she would need her powers later, but why let the situation get more awkward with both her and Dharin blushing like idiots.

“Uh, is that bad?” Dhairn asked.

Lytt shook her head, hair swishing, before realizing he probably couldn’t see her. “I thought I should save what little I have left for later.” She didn’t bother voicing the other reason.

There was a sound like Dharin moving, although Lytt couldn’t tell what he was doing. “Smart. So… a summary of my earlier questions… Who are you? Or what? Who or what is the man with the sword, and why does he pose a threat? Besides the obvious “having a weapon” part. And what are your thoughts on this whole situation?”

Lytt took a deep breath. This is going to be long. “First off, you already know my name. My parents are Pinon and Talaine, chief and chieftess of my tribe.” She paused, unsure if she wanted to mention her sister, Tala. Deciding against it, she skipped that part and plunged ahead. “The mankind classify my kind as a Feathered Ave; that is, a flying creature with feathers.” A smile flickered across her features as she realized how odd this would sound to Dharin.

“As for my thoughts on this, I honestly don’t know. I agree with you that this castle is testing us in some way, but I don’t know how. I must admit that I’ve never encountered a wizard and only heard of them in legends and fairy tales, so I don’t know what they act like. My guess is that either Delernious has found us and transported me here in some way, or that another phenomenon happened, or that some teleportion went awry.

“I don’t know who or what the man up there is. His sword is frightening because it looks like how a sword ingrained with powers would appear. I told you that Delenrious was experimenting with powers. Well, he unearthed the Ancients’ secret of how to ingrain powers into weapons or other things, thus creating disaster for those who oppose the wielder. But there are only three fire powers in all of VaSerBoan history, and they belong to my friends – Rebere and Alaia among them. For Delernious to have ingrained a sword with a fire power, he must’ve… must have killed one of my friends to gain one or used another extraction method I don’t care to contemplate. Whatever the case, I have to get back to VaSerBo, and I have to keep my power hidden. Only those on Delenrious’ side would use one of his weapons, and thus I must not let that man find out who I am.”

“Who are you, Lytt?” Dharin’s voice was soft. “Not your family line or your species, but who?”

Lytt straightened. I trust him. “I’m a Power Keeper, one who stands against Delernious the Traitor and Malvat the Tyrant. I’m the Bearer of Physical Ice, one who keeps the rebellious power under control. But it’s getting stronger, Dharin. And that means that I am a danger to myself and everyone around me.”

 

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