I
looked at my sister, noticing her hands clenched tighter than before.
"I will go. Iana can stay," she said as if that decided the
matter.
"You can't mean that," I declared.
"You can't mean that," I declared.
"I
do mean it. I'll go. In ten days time, when he - when they return
I'll go with them, back to the forest to appease their Kings however
I can. If one of us must go then it should be me. I have to go."
Her voice trembled as she spoke.
"No,
you don't have to do anything. You can stay here in Winding and I can
go." I told her, though saying as much terrified me.
She
shook her head vehemently.
"Girls,"
Mother stepped in between us, placing one hand to my shoulder and the
other on Joli's. "That's enough. I said we'll discuss this
later."
Joli
stood up, pulling away from her. "There's nothing else to talk
about because I'm going. I won't back down. I'm going." She
turned and ran from the room, leaving me, Mother and Father stunned.
I
couldn't bear the thought of losing my sister like that - or any of
my family - not to these horrible, heartless creatures, whoever or
whatever they were. After my brief encounter with the fire rose in my
strange dream I knew how tempting it was, and couldn't really blame
Father for falling into the trap. I might have fallen just as easily.
I couldn't fathom Joli's reaction to all this. Why would she insist
so immediately that she would go? It didn't make sense to sacrifice
herself, her life, without thinking it over. She spoke as if she
wasn't afraid, although her voice betrayed her. There was something
more to it, something driving her to act in this reckless way.
The
last few weeks, since our return from the Circle Kingdom, I'd felt a
distance growing between us. Now it felt more like a dark chasm.
While we no longer shared a bedroom as we had in Catha, there was a
door that connected our chambers. That night I discovered she'd
locked the door. We never locked it, and no matter how long I knocked
on it she never opened it. I could hear her inside the room ignoring
me. It forced me to take matters into my own hands.
I
once had a pleasing view of the eastern fields from my tall bedroom
windows, but the glass was removed to sell it and boards placed over
them. A wall hanging that is so old and faded I can't tell what it
once showed hung over the boards to prevent icicles from forming. I
yanked it down and with a little help from a hammer tore down the
wooden boards. I climbed out onto the narrow ledge and looked over
toward Joli's room. It wasn't far. It may sound reckless, but I had
to speak to Joli and there was little chance of breaking down the
door.
I
crawled along the ledge, clutching at the stones and grasping the
edge of the window frame. Joli's windows were boarded up tightly like
mine. Taking care not to slip or lose my balance I kicked the wood
into her bedroom. Hearing her shriek at my sudden violent intrusion I
called inside. "It's only me."
"Iana! What
are you doing?"
to
be continued...
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