The Forgotten Village

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Chapter 7

Sally, Val, and King conversed quietly for a moment, and Avin watched me. He seemed almost curious. I had no idea why Avin was suddenly so interested in me. Then again it also looked like he was trying to figure something out, but having difficulty with whatever it was. Once the group had finished conversing, they turned back to me.

“Kris, come with me, and I’ll explain everything,” Sally said as she held out her hand to me. I was suspicious, but at the same time, I did want to know what exactly was going on. Avin was still looking at me confused. I didn’t understand why because wasn’t he in on it too?

I took Sally’s hand with my right hand because I wasn’t too sure if the flame was going to behave. We walked out of the room. Just as we left, I heard the king start speaking to someone else in the chamber. We were already out the door by the time he had begun talking, so I didn’t know who he was talking to. But one word came to me when I heard him speak, and I don’t even really know why. The word liar just echoed in my head.

I walked with Sally down a couple more corridors before we came to a door with a silver knob. Then again it might’ve been stainless steel. Sally opened the door to reveal a colossal and very spacious bedroom.

“Whoa…” that was the only thing that I could think of saying. The place was spectacular. I swear that it was big enough to house at least eight regular sized bedrooms. As I ogled at the sheer size of the place, I barely noticed Sally close the entry doors. She then walked over to a different door on the other side of the room.

“Kris,” Sally called knocking me out of my daze.

“Yes?” I asked looking over to where she was standing. She motioned me to come over to her. I walked over to her quickly. Sally explained what was going to happen. Well, sort of.

“We need to get you suited up in some proper clothes so that you can blend in better with everyone else,” Sally told me excitedly before pulling me into the closet. She seemed so excited. It was kind of infectious. I tried to seem reluctant, but my smile ruined it.

When I looked around the closet, I was stunned by the sheer size of it too. The only problem was that there weren’t any pants in the closet. The only thing that was in there were skirts, armored skirts with shorts underneath, and shirts that were more revealing than I’d ever want to wear.

“Umm, what about explaining what’s going on?” I asked her casually.

“We will get to that after we get you into some more appropriate clothing,” Sally replied smiling. She seemed so happy that it was too hard to say no. By the looks of things she probably wasn’t used to having another girl to hang around with. That might’ve been why she was so excited.

I let Sally pick out my clothes which, thank God, were blue. But the outfit itself seemed very showy. It looked almost exactly like the outfit that Sally was wearing. Except for the colors of course. Once I had the outfit on it felt pretty good.

There wasn’t a sleeve on my left arm, so I wouldn’t burn a hole in the clothing if my emotions got the better of me. On my feet there was…nothing? Wait, where did my sneakers go? When Sally was finally finished with me, I felt different. Not a bad different. I felt a sense of belonging. It felt right and natural to be dressing like this.

I was confused as to how wearing this outfit could feel so good. I was only a human after all. I mean yeah I was found in an unnatural circumstance, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t human, right? This shouldn’t feel so natural. In fact, it should feel strange.

I mean you get dragged into another world and are thrown into a strange place with strange people. Not to mention being dragged into a war where people I didn’t know were already after me. I should be freaking out or going insane or something. But I wasn’t. So I was freaking out about why I was not scared.

Sally grabbed a mirror from what looked like a mini closet. As soon as she closed the door, however, it vanished. Scary. She pulled the mirror around so that I could see what I looked like with the new clothes on. Sally was smiling from ear to ear as she pushed the mirror in front of me.

I was very surprised to see exactly how good I looked in the new clothes. I wasn’t expecting to look like this at all. I thought that I would’ve looked trampy, to be honest. But it looked beautiful.

I turned to the side a bit to try to see the back of the outfit. It was quite beautiful. It fit me very nicely too. But this isn’t what I had wanted. I had wanted to know what was going on. Or at least the parts that involved me. If people were trying to kill me, I think that I deserved to at least know why.

“Okay Sally, can you please tell me what exactly is going on?” I asked trying not to sound pushy. But not knowing was starting to irritate me. Sally’s smile fell, and she wouldn’t look at me anymore.

“Well there’s more than one reason that we brought you here,” Sally started. She seemed to be thinking about what she was saying before she said anything. Which could mean that she might be leaving pieces out, but why? “We do need your help; that part is correct. But not just to help us in the war. My brother, Avin, he hasn’t been the same since our mother died. Everyone took it pretty hard, but I think that he took it the hardest. I also believe that something else happened that day. He hasn’t said a word since that day, so we haven’t been able to figure out what is going with him.”

Sally sighed and scratched the back of her head. She seemed embarrassed. At the same time though she seemed almost desperate.

“We need you to help us get our brother to open up and speak to us, because being silent is just not right for him,” Sally said finally, she seemed worried. “I can’t stand to lose another family member, Kris. I’m afraid that he is going to risk his life unnecessarily.”

Oh, now I understand. Sally was just a sister trying to help out her brother in any way that she possibly could. But she was helpless to do anything, wasn’t she? Avin was in too deep. He had dug himself into a hole that he thought there was no way out of it seemed. But what was I supposed to do about it? I had no idea how I could help him. I was only used to healing physical wounds, not emotional ones. I couldn’t very well deny him either. I grabbed Sally’s hands, and she looked up at me, fearfully.

“I’ll do what I can to help Avin,” I told her. It wasn’t necessarily a promise, but it wasn’t a complete denial either. Sally’s whole face lit up, and she started jumping around the closet. It startled me. I wasn’t expecting this kind of reaction at all.

“Oh, thank you so much, Kris,” Sally replied ecstatic. She jumped over to me and hugged me tightly. When she hugged me, she knocked the wind out of me. I felt my ribs bend inward, and I couldn’t get air into my lungs.

“…Sally…” I managed to croak out. At first, Sally just froze on the spot. Just as I was starting to see black spots in front of my eyes, Sally let go of me.

“Oops, sorry,” Sally said apologetically. She smiled shyly at me. I gasped for air as I tried to figure out how to get air into my lungs. I didn’t want to make too much of a scene, though. I was wondering though why it had taken her so long to let go of me.

“Its…its okay,” I replied as I started to breathe normally again. “Man you’re strong.”

Sally blushed and smiled shyly at my comment before she said, “Thank you.” She sounded a little self-conscious.

Sally froze for a second then grinned. She took my hand and dragged me back out into the bedroom.

“Your personal guard is here,” Sally whispered to me. She winked and then went over to the door. I just stood there where Sally had left me, confused.

I hadn’t felt self-conscious about what I was wearing until I thought about someone else seeing me in the outfit. I wanted to protest against Sally opening the door, but I was too late. Sally threw open one of the massive doors and stepped aside to let the visitor enter the room.

Avin walked into the room. Well I mean I shouldn’t be surprised. Sally had told me in the closet that I was going to have to get close to him. I just didn’t realize that this was what she had planned. Now I felt like I was dress very inappropriately.

I don’t know why but he made me the most self-conscious. Also the most irritated. I think that it had something to do with the aura that Avin gave off wherever he went. At least that’s what I figured it might be. But there was something else that I was starting to feel that I knew I shouldn’t feel if I ever wanted to go home. I was starting to feel attracted to him.

I would still keep the promise to his sister. I didn’t have to have to get him to fall in love with me for him to open up to his family, right? Maybe if I can help him to open up a little more than I should be home free. Sally had said that before he hadn’t talked to anyone, but he seemed to be talking to her just fine right now.

Sally said one more thing to Avin and then turned to me. She smiled and waved before turning on her heel and going out the door. Well shit. Now it was just him and me. Sally had left the door open when she made her departure, so a light breeze came in through the doorway.

Avin closed the distance between us and then bowed slightly. Well, this was going to be interesting. By interesting, I mean really awkward. I didn’t know what to do now, and the silence was starting to become heavy and unsettling. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, disrupting the silence.

Mallon poked his head around the corner of the closed door. He smiled and entered the doorway but didn’t go any further. I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, someone I could talk to.

“Ello Milady,” Mallon said and bowed slightly before standing back up, still smiling.

“Hello Mallon,” I replied smiling back. I walked over to him, trying to ignore the fact that Avin was staring at me. I couldn’t tell what his expression was, but I could feel his eyes digging into me. It freaked me out a little bit.

“If I may say so Miss Kris, you look as mighty fine in our clothes as you did in yours,” Mallon commented, and then he winked at me. I had thought that he had been flirting with me, but I didn’t believe that he was serious about it. I felt my face grow warm.

“Ah, thank you, Mallon,” I replied sheepishly. I’m not usually like this. It’s just been so long since the last time someone complimented me. I guess it affected me more than it probably should have.

I was now standing within a foot or two of Mallon. He had changed out of his soldier uniform that I had seen him wearing earlier today. Now he was dressed in a more casual outfit. He was wearing black pants that went past his toes and a white sleeveless shirt. The only thing that remained of his soldier uniform was the sword that hung from his left hip. The outfit looked splendid on him. My heart fluttered a bit in my chest.

Oh no. No, no, no. I can’t get attracted to him. I can’t make any real connections if I wanted to get out of here. It would just hurt more when it came time for me to leave.

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