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right? That isn’t turning out too bad,” Roen looked back up, smiling again in a way that creased his eyes. “Don’t worry for me, I barely knew my brothers. I was youngest of the lot by more than a few years. I don’t even know what it’s like to be a noble, except from what Mother and Father tell me.” Roen leant toward her and whispered as though sharing a secret. “When I was younger, Mother used to train me in noble manners. One day she just stopped. I guess she gave up thinking I would ever be a prince.”
Memory tried to smile in return, but her lips kept falling downwards.
Roen cleared his throat. “Enough about my family. I hope one day you can tell me about yours.”
“Do you think… my memories could just come back on their own?”
“They might. But better to stay amongst friends all the same.” Shaking his head, Roen leant on the wall near her and chuckled. “At least now I understand your odd name. Still don’t understand what you were wearing before.”
Memory turned away from him, staring at the strange magic of the tiny fairy creatures glowing in the trees. How could they even be real? How could any of this? Loss and confusion flooded over her. A sob shuddered up through her body and she caught it in her throat, swallowing it. She tensed to stop the tears that tried to escape.
“Hey, look here, what is that?” Roen stepped up in front of her. He stared at her ear, his face twisted in a strange half smile.
“What? What is what?” Memory released a worried giggle.
“Here, let me.” Roen reached toward her and pulled a large white flower from behind her ear.
Memory’s mouth opened wide again, this time in honest amazement. “How did you do that? How did that get there? Was that magic?”
Roen laughed so heartily it took a moment before he could talk again. “I can’t believe that worked! You really have no memory at all?” He wiped his eyes. “I’m sorry, normally that only works on children.”
His laughter was so good natured she couldn’t begrudge him for it, but put on her best pout, and asked, “Show me how to do it?”
“All right. But only because you need something to fill that head of yours. It’s simple really. Not magic at all. Just a bit of a distraction and a flick of the wrist.” He showed her the flower tucked behind his fingers then pulled a funny face, pointing at it with his other hand. “That’s the distraction.”
“Oh,” said Memory. “No wonder it only works on kids. Still, can I try?”
She picked a star shaped leaf from the ground and tucked it into her hand, trying the same movements he had used, reaching her hand up to his ear.
“Not bad. If I didn’t already know what was happening.”
“Yeah, yeah, be a smart ass. How about this?” Memory moved her arm again, fumbling the leaf. It slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground. Roen ducked down to pick it up for her at the same time that she did and they collided midway. They stood back up together and he held the leaf out for her.
“Poor.” His mocking came gently with a smile.
“Really?” Memory said, raising an eyebrow. She giggled when he looked down and saw another large leaf poking from a buttonhole in his waistcoat.
He picked it out and looked at it, and then her, in amazement. “See I was right, you are special.”
“Who would have thought?” Memory smiled and shrugged. The chemise slid off her shoulder again, revealing another dark bruise. She glared at it. I’m going to have to start naming you blue bastards to keep track of you all. Roen frowned at it as well. He looked from the bruise on her shoulder to the one under her eye.
She suddenly became aware of just how close together they stood.
“You’ve been attacked. So many bruises on you...”
His eyes darkened and a muscle twitched in his cheek. The look of concern only made his pretty face more charming. She could feel his warm breath on her, making the hair on her neck stand on end. Her heart
Memory tried to smile in return, but her lips kept falling downwards.
Roen cleared his throat. “Enough about my family. I hope one day you can tell me about yours.”
“Do you think… my memories could just come back on their own?”
“They might. But better to stay amongst friends all the same.” Shaking his head, Roen leant on the wall near her and chuckled. “At least now I understand your odd name. Still don’t understand what you were wearing before.”
Memory turned away from him, staring at the strange magic of the tiny fairy creatures glowing in the trees. How could they even be real? How could any of this? Loss and confusion flooded over her. A sob shuddered up through her body and she caught it in her throat, swallowing it. She tensed to stop the tears that tried to escape.
“Hey, look here, what is that?” Roen stepped up in front of her. He stared at her ear, his face twisted in a strange half smile.
“What? What is what?” Memory released a worried giggle.
“Here, let me.” Roen reached toward her and pulled a large white flower from behind her ear.
Memory’s mouth opened wide again, this time in honest amazement. “How did you do that? How did that get there? Was that magic?”
Roen laughed so heartily it took a moment before he could talk again. “I can’t believe that worked! You really have no memory at all?” He wiped his eyes. “I’m sorry, normally that only works on children.”
His laughter was so good natured she couldn’t begrudge him for it, but put on her best pout, and asked, “Show me how to do it?”
“All right. But only because you need something to fill that head of yours. It’s simple really. Not magic at all. Just a bit of a distraction and a flick of the wrist.” He showed her the flower tucked behind his fingers then pulled a funny face, pointing at it with his other hand. “That’s the distraction.”
“Oh,” said Memory. “No wonder it only works on kids. Still, can I try?”
She picked a star shaped leaf from the ground and tucked it into her hand, trying the same movements he had used, reaching her hand up to his ear.
“Not bad. If I didn’t already know what was happening.”
“Yeah, yeah, be a smart ass. How about this?” Memory moved her arm again, fumbling the leaf. It slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground. Roen ducked down to pick it up for her at the same time that she did and they collided midway. They stood back up together and he held the leaf out for her.
“Poor.” His mocking came gently with a smile.
“Really?” Memory said, raising an eyebrow. She giggled when he looked down and saw another large leaf poking from a buttonhole in his waistcoat.
He picked it out and looked at it, and then her, in amazement. “See I was right, you are special.”
“Who would have thought?” Memory smiled and shrugged. The chemise slid off her shoulder again, revealing another dark bruise. She glared at it. I’m going to have to start naming you blue bastards to keep track of you all. Roen frowned at it as well. He looked from the bruise on her shoulder to the one under her eye.
She suddenly became aware of just how close together they stood.
“You’ve been attacked. So many bruises on you...”
His eyes darkened and a muscle twitched in his cheek. The look of concern only made his pretty face more charming. She could feel his warm breath on her, making the hair on her neck stand on end. Her heart
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