Reain nearly dropped the plate in her hand when the Queen's announced that
Wraiths had been spotted. She turned apologizes to the people sitting at the
table she was passing as she set her dishes down quickly and bolted towards
the door.

She was a dragonrider and had to fly with her wing when the alert went up.
Nothing or no one was going to stop her from doing what she knew she had to do.

<<Sylois!>>

<I will meet you on the green where others are already gathering,> her
dragon told her, not wanting to waste time picking her up when Reain didn't
have far to go.

Everyone was just settling in when she arrived and she listened as others
were talking about what had happened. When someone mentioned Andahar's name
she froze. 

What did he have to do with the Wraiths? Had be been the one to spot them
and send in the report?

"He was burnt pretty bad, but they took him to the med center to be looked
over and ....." a rider near by was saying and she went up to him.

"Who was hurt?" she asked afraid to hear the answer.

"Andahar..." the rider said looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"Didn't Bohoc tell Sylois?"

"Why should Bohoc tell my Sy anything?" she asked., trying to use the hurt
she was feeling to hide the fact that she felt like passing out. Andahar was
hurt! He had to be all right. He had to!

"I thought the two of you..." He paused when he saw her look away. "Hey I'm
sorry..... I ..."

Shinner, Dan'yar's dragon roared out an order just then, and the rider
turned towards his dragon, thankful for the distraction. 

Reain turned back towards her own dragon on legs that threaten to collapse
under her, but somehow she made it and was mounted when the order came to
lift upwards. 

............. 

She paced around her apartment for over two hours upon her return. Wondering
what to do. Did she have the right to go see him after the way she had told
him she didn't want to see him? Would he want her too... Or would he be
upset with her for locking him out last night and not answering his calls to
open the door?

She had to know. Just had too, or she knew she would be up worrying about
him all night long. It wouldn't be wrong to just go and have a look... 

Anything was better then walking around, wearing a hole in the floor
worrying. She still loved him. And it was killing her not to know if he was
all right or not. But for one thing she didn't go.

She was afraid of how much she would be hurt if she did go to see him and
found... her there with him. She who had the right to be there. She who
would be his wife.

The very thought cut through her like a knife. Her Andahar married to
someone else. Gods how that hurt, knowing she would never be anything more
to him then a Chunor... if she gave in. 

What scared her most was that she loved him enough to weaken in her refusal.
To never se him again... to never feel his touch upon her skin... hurt more
then she could face.

What would it hurt to just go by his apartment... the one they had shared so
briefly and see if he was there. She didn't have to go in... She would know
if he was there... She just knew she would.

A knock sounded at the door and she flew to open it without thinking. Then
gave a small cry of happiness when she saw him standing there so tall and
proud. 

When he reached for her, she didn't hesitate but threw her arms around his
neck and raised her lips up for his hungry kiss and returned it for all she
was worth.

Nothing else mattered. Her honor. Her pride. He was here and kissing her.
This man she loved. He was alive and for tonight he would be hers.

"Love me Andahar." She barely heard herself beg. "Please love me."


***Submitted by: *****

Reain & Sylois
Cleft Warren

Aka
Barbara