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Kristen Pirian passed through the gates of Vel Stratholm and felt deeply the ache of excitement in her breast. For she waited now just beyond those gates, and she waited to see a familiar face likewise pass through them. A good friend—nay, the best of friends.
Zinnia St. Kolbe.
It had been that in Kristen's time in the Academy she first was thrown into a different class. Indeed, "thrown", as the Proctors didn't quite know what to do with this Pirian anomaly in the wake of the Revolution, aged much more than the typical Initiate starting out, until Proctor Magomo had suggested "throwing her into the deep end of the lake" to see if she would sink or swim. For two years she had been with this class, but this amount of time was deemed insufficient for graduation, and thus Kristen would be cycled into the next seniormost class.
And it was here, among the so-called "Gilded Class", that Kristen would come to meet Zinnia. Much would they endure together, and greatly would they support one another. Friends were most assuredly difficult to come by in the Academy, even so in the wake of the Revolution, and this made the closeness Kristen and Zinnia shared all the more cherished to her. They had both graduated, and a celebration, of course, was due!
Yet, as it happened, such a celebration did not come, for as fate would have it Kristen would be called away to Mount Dincia—in her heart feeling that it was Aionus himself who had done so. Many months would pass, Kristen gone away from Vel Anir all the while. Only a short time ago had she returned. First she reunited with family, her uncle Tobias, her father Neil, and her mother Josephine among them. Kristen had been bestowed with the Ladyship of Vel Numera, and with this new responsibility and other urgent matters tugging at her time, difficult was it to coordinate meetings with those outside her family.
But Aionus's blessings, Kristen now had that opportunity! Riding north from concluded business in the south, she meant to stop at Vel Stratholm, this to confirm some story the Rogue Dreadlord Zael Castomir had spun. But more importantly, such a stop had the right location and timing. Kristen had in advance sent a letter destined for Zinnia, and, barring some mishap or unforeseen delay, they could at last see one another again! Much would there be to speak of in all this time!
So Kristen waited, mounted, watching the flow of people in their comings and goings, paying keen attention to look for that signature hood, those golden eyes, and perhaps most of all that bright smile.
Zinnia
Zinnia St. Kolbe.
It had been that in Kristen's time in the Academy she first was thrown into a different class. Indeed, "thrown", as the Proctors didn't quite know what to do with this Pirian anomaly in the wake of the Revolution, aged much more than the typical Initiate starting out, until Proctor Magomo had suggested "throwing her into the deep end of the lake" to see if she would sink or swim. For two years she had been with this class, but this amount of time was deemed insufficient for graduation, and thus Kristen would be cycled into the next seniormost class.
And it was here, among the so-called "Gilded Class", that Kristen would come to meet Zinnia. Much would they endure together, and greatly would they support one another. Friends were most assuredly difficult to come by in the Academy, even so in the wake of the Revolution, and this made the closeness Kristen and Zinnia shared all the more cherished to her. They had both graduated, and a celebration, of course, was due!
Yet, as it happened, such a celebration did not come, for as fate would have it Kristen would be called away to Mount Dincia—in her heart feeling that it was Aionus himself who had done so. Many months would pass, Kristen gone away from Vel Anir all the while. Only a short time ago had she returned. First she reunited with family, her uncle Tobias, her father Neil, and her mother Josephine among them. Kristen had been bestowed with the Ladyship of Vel Numera, and with this new responsibility and other urgent matters tugging at her time, difficult was it to coordinate meetings with those outside her family.
But Aionus's blessings, Kristen now had that opportunity! Riding north from concluded business in the south, she meant to stop at Vel Stratholm, this to confirm some story the Rogue Dreadlord Zael Castomir had spun. But more importantly, such a stop had the right location and timing. Kristen had in advance sent a letter destined for Zinnia, and, barring some mishap or unforeseen delay, they could at last see one another again! Much would there be to speak of in all this time!
So Kristen waited, mounted, watching the flow of people in their comings and goings, paying keen attention to look for that signature hood, those golden eyes, and perhaps most of all that bright smile.
Zinnia
