It was a few days later. The party that had left for supplies returned without struggle and the young stonekeeper had been freed of the poison. Training was much easier for Emily now, considering that she was more mature in mind and body. It seemed to be a rather good occurance, despite the fact she had to be bitten to get it. The Elven gaurds might not even recognise her now (because, frankly, they can't fit two and two together very well). The biggest problem was that everything was a thousand times more akward between her and the Elf Prince. After the poison had been extracted, it was concluded that she looked to be about 17, while he was only two years older.
Now, Leon, Trellis, and Emily were standing on top of the airship, working on their fighting skills.
The Prince of the Elves was lost for about half a second, which gave her the chance to trip him with her staff and stick it in his face, power flowing around it. He glared at her, causing her to smirk.
"You're making this too easy," she told him.
Leon said to Trellis with a suspicious smile, "Is her new maturity level distracting you?"
The Elf's head shot in the fox man's direction. There was a moment of silence before he got up and jumped of the roof, his face noticably red.
The mentor and the stonekeeper tried their hardest not to die laughing.
The Prince stormed across the balcony and opened the door to the room he shared with his weakened brother, who was already in there, smiling.
"What?" Trellis said in a sharp voice.
Luger replied, "Nothing," ignoring the anger of his brother, who was glancing around the room in order to find something to punch. "You like her don't you?"
That only made him more furious. "WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING THAT?!"
"It's not very hard to see."
Again, Trellis burst out of the room and wrapped himself in his power. He flew to the underside of the ship, where he stayed and tried to be alone. Emily floated up behind him, making him growl in frustration.
"You won't improve at all if you get so mad all the time," she informed.
"Maybe I would be better if all of you didn't give me something to be mad about," he countered.
"Maybe you should have thought about that before you requested to be on this team."
"Stop pointing all of your problems back to what I requested."
"Look, I'm sorry for making fun of you, and I'll tell everyone to stop," she said, attempting an apology. "We just do that because you get upset so fast, and to be honest, it's kind of entertaining."
"How do you know I won't sell you out because you make me angry?"
She paused and thought. "Why did you offer to carry me up here when I got hurt?"
The sentence didn't phase him. "I'm faster than the rest of them and you're probably the most important person in this alliance. If we would have waited any longer, you would be fifty instead of 17."
There was a moment of silence. Emily hesitated before saying akwardly, "Thanks, I guess." Then she punched him in the shoulder again.
He hissed, "Stop doing that," as he turned around.
"What?" she asked, confused.
"That weird thing where you punch me. It's getting annoying."
"Well, what else am I suppose to do?"
"Oh, I don't know," he said sarcastically. "How about you just leave me alone!" He turned back around.
She knew it wasn't a statement, but she also knew she couldn't just leave while they were mad at each other. Actually, she wasn't that upset, but still.
Her stone whispered, "There's no use in hiding your feelings anymore, young master. They are only distracting you. It would be best if you get them out of the way until all of this is over."
For once, she figured that her stone was right. Instead of leaving, she flew up silently behind Trellis, and then she hugged him.
It caught him off gaurd, but he didn't shove her away. In fact, now he felt guilty for yelling at her. Why would she hug him if he was such a jerk? It made him remember a vague image, one of his mother right after he had gotten upset over something stupid. He wanted to say he was sorry, but something didn't feel right about it, so he decided not to talk at all or move.
She let go and floated to the rim of the balcony. Before she disappeared onto it, she said, "Has it ever occured to you that I might like you back?"
His head turned, but she was already gone. Now he was left there, face in his hand and regret in his mind. The only thing he could think to do that wouldn't result in disaster was to pretend none of that ever happened. He was good at pretending, so thats what he went with.
Inside the ship, Miskit found Emily and held out a small device to her.
"Rico found this in the ship's medical supplies. This needle can be inserted into your arm, and it'll remove any unnatural content from your bloodstream, so that way you can go back to your normal age. Would you like me to help you with it or don't you want it?" he offered.
Being older would remind her of what just happened with Trellis, and she couldn't promote her emotions to be anymore out of line. She didn't care if it would make her a little clumsier.
She replied, "I'll take it."
*Okay guys! that's where this one ends, but i'll write another story soon. Based on my fanfiction story, you can pick up after this in Amulet Book 3 The Cloud Searchers, at the part where the characters are entering the giant storm. (Hopefully this is right because someone borrowed my book. Sorry if i'm inaccurate!) Thanks for ready and leave plenty of lovely comments. ;) *