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[micaylah]

Kalri took the jug, drinking from it quickly. Her chest heaved as she struggled to regain her breath. "I don't know. I hope you are right." She thought briefly, if he was able to help her control it, she would be very powerful. The thought intrigued her.

[taran]

Mar nodded, extending his hand for her to take.
"Yes, I'm sure," he said. 'At least, I hope I am,' he thought.

[micaylah]

Kalri took his hand allowing him to help her up. New thoughts now entered her head. Perhaps she could use this madness to her advantage.

[taran]

"Now, I think we should move to another place," he said, putting the swords and equipment back. "Follow me." Mar started to walk from the training arena, heading for their next destination.

[micaylah]

Kalri followed him, still tired from their session. The sweat lay upon her as she walked. Silently she hoped their next session would not be quite as physical.

[taran]

Mar walked outside, into the palace gardens. He sat on a bench, facing the dying plants. The king did not enjoy the beauty of the flowers, so he let them die. Mar just looked out over the city, not saying a word, no emotion on his face.

[micaylah]

Kalri followed Mar into the gardens. She saw the spot where she watched the lovers early. The flowers around the spot were withering. She held out her hand, softly restoring the life within them.

[taran]

Mar smiled in himself as he saw Kalri bring the flowers back to life.
"Here," he said. "Sit here." He motioned for her to sit beside him.

[micaylah]

Kalri moved to sit beside him on the bench. She liked the gardens. The silent stillness, the beauty within them. They calmed her. Made her dream of things that could be, giving her hope.

[taran]

Mar took a deep breath, taking in the sight of the flowers and the city below.
"Calming, isn't it?" he asked, still looking out over the city. "If you ever feel you need to calm down, or relax, and want to be alone, come here. No one will bother you here. It is a place for you to be in silence and peace."

[micaylah]

Kalri shook her head. "I will." She took a deep breath, clearing her mind, she let it out slowly. Closing her eyes she concentrated on the sounds and feelings around her.

[taran]

"Good," Mar said quietly. He stood, moving to a far corner of the garden. He stood, looking out over the edge into the distance. He took slow, deep breaths, just standing there.

[micaylah]

Kalri felt the blackness forming around her. She had let loose of her control too much. She felt the voices again screaming out in her head as she grabbed her head in her hands. Standing she ran, unable to see where she was going. Her path took her right into a tree and she knocked herself out. Quieting the voices.

[taran]

Mar heard a loud thud and turned around to see Kalri falling to the ground. He ran to her, picking her up again.
"Not again," he thought, taking her through the castle back to her room. He passed many people, all giving him strange looks before being hit with his elbow.

[micaylah]

The voices softened but continued to speak. Kalri remained unconscious.