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dark branches of the trees in front of her, catching her eye. Humming stars hovered still then zipped from place to place. She could see no detail, only beautiful, mesmerizing points of light. Each one glowed in vivid hues that shifted through a rainbow of color, blue into green, yellow into orange, red into purple. She took a step closer and they jumped away from her, a startled school of fish shimmering in the trees.
A voice shocked Memory, jolting her focus away from the lights.
“There must be something special about you.”
She turned to see Roen had joined her outside. How long had he been there? She hadn’t heard him come out.
“Making friends with a Princess and attracting sprites.” He stepped up next to her, pointing into the trees. “They’re so rare to see these days. It’s like they’ve come here for you.”
Memory snorted. “More like they came for Eloryn. She’s the special one, right?”
Roen laughed an honest, easy laugh. “And you just met her yesterday! Had you ever imagined just stumbling upon the Maellan Princess?”
Memory sobered up quickly. He caught her mood and his laughing stopped.
“So nothing’s been said then, about me?”
Roen frowned and shook his head.
“Not that I’d expect it, what with everything. I guess my problems aren’t exactly the priority.”
“No, not really,” Roen said. She was about to tell him where to stick his priorities when he continued. “But you can tell me anyway.”
Memory gaped, lost on where to start. “I can’t… remember anything.” She felt stupid now saying it out loud. “Before yesterday. Before waking up and meeting Eloryn and just running ever since, I have no memories.”
Roen said nothing, only stared, his forehead furrowed crookedly. The intensity of his gaze brought an uncomfortable feeling rushing up through her chest. She kept talking to suppress the heat rising in her face. “Eloryn said it might be caused by this weird magic thing that happened. She said she’d help me, so I just went with her, but she never told me who she was...”
“And now you don’t think she will help you?”
“Why would she? Why would any of you? I just need to find some way to get my memories back so I can go home.”
Roen stood silent for a while, then said, “If I were you, right now, I’d stick close to the person who has offered you their help, despite their own troubles, whether they can help you or not.”
“Are you talking about her, or you?”
Roen grinned.
“Thanks for that, by the way. I didn’t realize it would be such a big deal with your parents. I hope you’re not in too much trouble.”
“Trouble? I just brought home the missing Maellan heir. They’ve got nothing to complain about. Even just to know she’s alive has given them so much hope. If we can get the news to the resistance, it might be what they need to make some real change, get back some of what’s been lost.”
“There’s a resistance?”
“Oh, sorry. I’ll need to explain everything won’t I?” He laughed.
Memory opened her mouth wide and punched her fists onto her hips in exaggerated insult. “You can start by explaining why you’re out here bugging me instead of your beloved princess.”
Roen dropped his head. His caramel brown hair fell over matching tawny eyes. The colors in combination made him look like a statue made of gold. A sense of loneliness crept into his expression, hidden under the glossy facade.
Why would he be lonely? He has a home, a family. Memory’s heart jittered, worried he might actually go back inside. She searched for something to say that would stop him from leaving her on her own again.
“You said about brothers before. They don’t live here too?”
“None of them still live. The five eldest died in the wars, and the sixth, well, he’s dead to us either way,” Roen said through half his mouth.
“Oh god, why is everything so horrible? Every single thing that’s happened.”
“Except meeting me,
A voice shocked Memory, jolting her focus away from the lights.
“There must be something special about you.”
She turned to see Roen had joined her outside. How long had he been there? She hadn’t heard him come out.
“Making friends with a Princess and attracting sprites.” He stepped up next to her, pointing into the trees. “They’re so rare to see these days. It’s like they’ve come here for you.”
Memory snorted. “More like they came for Eloryn. She’s the special one, right?”
Roen laughed an honest, easy laugh. “And you just met her yesterday! Had you ever imagined just stumbling upon the Maellan Princess?”
Memory sobered up quickly. He caught her mood and his laughing stopped.
“So nothing’s been said then, about me?”
Roen frowned and shook his head.
“Not that I’d expect it, what with everything. I guess my problems aren’t exactly the priority.”
“No, not really,” Roen said. She was about to tell him where to stick his priorities when he continued. “But you can tell me anyway.”
Memory gaped, lost on where to start. “I can’t… remember anything.” She felt stupid now saying it out loud. “Before yesterday. Before waking up and meeting Eloryn and just running ever since, I have no memories.”
Roen said nothing, only stared, his forehead furrowed crookedly. The intensity of his gaze brought an uncomfortable feeling rushing up through her chest. She kept talking to suppress the heat rising in her face. “Eloryn said it might be caused by this weird magic thing that happened. She said she’d help me, so I just went with her, but she never told me who she was...”
“And now you don’t think she will help you?”
“Why would she? Why would any of you? I just need to find some way to get my memories back so I can go home.”
Roen stood silent for a while, then said, “If I were you, right now, I’d stick close to the person who has offered you their help, despite their own troubles, whether they can help you or not.”
“Are you talking about her, or you?”
Roen grinned.
“Thanks for that, by the way. I didn’t realize it would be such a big deal with your parents. I hope you’re not in too much trouble.”
“Trouble? I just brought home the missing Maellan heir. They’ve got nothing to complain about. Even just to know she’s alive has given them so much hope. If we can get the news to the resistance, it might be what they need to make some real change, get back some of what’s been lost.”
“There’s a resistance?”
“Oh, sorry. I’ll need to explain everything won’t I?” He laughed.
Memory opened her mouth wide and punched her fists onto her hips in exaggerated insult. “You can start by explaining why you’re out here bugging me instead of your beloved princess.”
Roen dropped his head. His caramel brown hair fell over matching tawny eyes. The colors in combination made him look like a statue made of gold. A sense of loneliness crept into his expression, hidden under the glossy facade.
Why would he be lonely? He has a home, a family. Memory’s heart jittered, worried he might actually go back inside. She searched for something to say that would stop him from leaving her on her own again.
“You said about brothers before. They don’t live here too?”
“None of them still live. The five eldest died in the wars, and the sixth, well, he’s dead to us either way,” Roen said through half his mouth.
“Oh god, why is everything so horrible? Every single thing that’s happened.”
“Except meeting me,
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