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Sahar

Perhaps I had been talking a little too fast. That happened sometimes. I shut up abruptly.

“Um, hi…hey. I’m Quin. Quin Miller. What’s—what are your names?” He said,

He noticed Acyn looking at his missing leg and blushed. Of course, I had noticed but I wasn’t about to show it. If Acyn was going to be rude I’d–

“I’m Acyn, you know that’s Sahar. That’s Lorcan, and I’m afraid I don’t know any of the others since we coincidentally just dropped from the ceiling,” he said, dryly, nodding back at Lorcan.

Quin looked at Acyn as if he was seriously doubting his sanity.

I smothered a laugh.

“We did! It was actually pretty fun,” I said, cheerfully.

There was a loud bang in the distance and I clapped my hands over my ears. This place was odd.

Acyn shot a glance toward the noise but otherwise ignored it.

Lorcan placed a hand on the wall behind which Liorah and Ferran had vanished.

“They’re gone,” he said, flatly.

Acyn raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly, as though admiring Lorcan’s abilities of deduction.

I grinned but tried to hide it behind my hand.

“They’re gone, I mean, I never could have guessed. I can’t imagine–” Acyn started,

I hurried to interrupt him because it was only going to get worse from there.

“I think they’ll be fine,” I said, barely managing the hesitation in my voice.

Then Lorcan smiled, rather triumphantly. I frowned and stiffened. That wasn’t necessary.

”Well would ya look at that,” he said smoothly. “Them eejits have vanished. Won’t be worrying about those two anymore I suppose.”

Acyn crossed his arms and stared Lorcan down, unimpressed.

“When it comes to that, I just might worry because as it just happens, they’re my friends, even if they keep getting me in trouble. I might agree with you on the fact that Liorah is an idiot, but that doesn’t mean I should rejoice at their sudden disappearance.”

Said in shorter terms, Acyn thought he was the only one allowed to insult his friends. But he had never once said anything concisely.

I tightened the knot on my scarf anxiously.

“Everything’s fine. They’ll be great,” I said, not believing it one bit.

“She should be the Princess of Disaster instead of the Lehabim,” Acyn grumbled, trying to see if there was any way to pry the wall apart.

I laughed, and even to me, it sounded a little hysterical.

There was a high, sad whine. I spun around to locate it.

“Azar!” I said, delightedly, then bent down to call her to me.

She edged closer, tail drooping. She shot a look back at the wall and whined again,

I sat down and let her climb into my lap, even though she was far too big to fit comfortably.

I ruffled her ears, talking to her all the while in Orme. It was virtually impossible to speak to animals in Common.

The large metal-plated-person-thingy called out,

“Is anyone injured?”

I shook my head, though my view was rather obscured.

“Only the eternal fracturing of my will to live,” Acyn said, without looking up.

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@irishcelticredflowercrown

I just remembered nobody ever told Lorcan that Liorah was royalty XD That’s going to be quite a shock XD

@emily-waldorf

Quin reminds me of this one character I’m writing! That character has a bunch of pretty noticeable scars and everyone is always asking him about it, which really annoys him since he really doesn’t want to talk about it. So his answers to “What happened?” range from the vastly improbable to the strikingly mundane XD So he’d generally either reply something like “I fell into a bramble bush” or “I was attacked by a bear” with a perfectly deadpan expression  XD And nobody knows what actually happened so they can’t call him out even though it’s such a blindingly obvious lie XD

Anyway, that’s always fun to write XD