him.
“So where is your father? Shouldn’t he be out here as part of your guard or something?” By the expressions that suddenly befell their faces, she immediately regretted asking.
“I..I’m sorry if I..” She began to say but was cut off by the other sister, Ilia. “No, its all right. Papa passed into the mists a year and a half ago when a plague spread through the city. It made the inflicted wither away and they thirsted terribly, but there wasn’t enough water for everyone. Many people were lost with the sickness.” Her sorrow tinged voice made Jade think it wasn’t just her father that she had lost; a close friend or a lover perhaps?
A moment of silence reigned heavy as the sisters seemed to be lost in the memory of their father. When Irena spoke again, she nudged Jades shoulder in a friendly gesture. “But the Sheik has improved things a hundred times over now. The city always has water and our overall way of life has improved as well.”
The dreamy eyed expression she wore now bespoke a greater fondness than a simple admiration for the Sheik. She wasn’t the only one to notice because Ilia smirked. “Irena is smitten with Sheik Dhajarum, she hopes that one day he’ll notice her and then make her his wife.” She said teasingly, causing two bright pink spots to appear on Irena’s face.
“Oh like you don’t like him yourself!” She said defensively, hopping over to sit next to her sister. Bumping into her in a rough yet playful manner, she grinned.
“I admit he is very handsome but the difference between you and I dear is that I can face reality. His harem is said to have over three hundred women! Do you really think that a man like that would choose having one wife over a whole palace full?
Sighing Irena shrugged and gave a wistful smile. “Well I can dream though, can’t I?”
The two sisters began to chat with each other then, leaving Jade to her own thoughts. The way the two of them acted with each other made her think it must be nice to have that kind of sibling bond. Her own older brother was nothing if not vicious, holding no love or respect for his little sister. His jealousy over how she had quickly become father’s favorite was evident in every word he ever spoke to or of her. So to see something like this was refreshing, no bitter words or poisoned barbs, just affection and warmth.
Smiling a little to herself, she turned her eyes to stare out at the great blue sky just as Marion had been doing the whole trip. When her father finally drifted into her thoughts she started worrying over some of the strange things that she couldn’t explain to herself. Like why he had her go to Freyn in the first place to transport the elementals through the crystal. Which was strange in itself that he even wanted them, because what could he possibly do with a few people with less than desirable talents?
The fact that he hadn’t even told her why she had been sent out or why he wanted them was another troublesome thought. She was not only one of the strongest but also one of the brightest soldiers which is the reason why she had been promoted to second general right under Regrieth the legendary commander of the dark imperial army. She had been privy to several different secrets over the years dealing with army tactics and other such matters so for her father to withhold information like that bothered her.
All she had to do now was just wait for Karigor to get word to her father about her whereabouts and what had happened then she was sure her father would send a whole squadron of his finest to come get her. The thought that she even needed to be rescued stung her warriors pride but she would just have to