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Noryn & Savinia
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Date Posted: 22:19:36 10/02/03 Thu
"Savinia, can I talk to you?" Noryn asked hesitantly, hanging casually around the doorframe.
"Can it wait a second?" Savina was trying to serve three drinks at once, each customer demanding her full attention.
"It doesn't matter" Noryn replied hurridly, "I didn't realise you were so busy... it can wait... actually, don't worry about it at all."
Something in her voice made Savinia look up and scrutinize her face intently.
"It can't wait" she replied instantly, thrusting the drinks across the counter and turning away from the crowd demanding more ale at the bar. "Just make it quick." She grabbed Noryn by the arm and checking to ensure that Falen wouldn't see her leaving her duties, dragged her into the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" she asked in concern. "You were in a foul mood all morning, then you've been unnaturally quiet all evening."
"I just got out of bed the wrong side this morning" Noryn explained quickly, "But this evening..." she looked down at the floor and took a deep breath. "This afternoon I delivered... a message."
"Is that all?" Savinia looked over her shoulder at the crowded bar, the noise level steadily rising. It wouldn't be long before the Innkeeper or Falen turned up to find out what was happening.
"No...I.." Noryn couldn't find the words. How could she explain that she had ventured down into the underworld by herself to deliver a message to the leader of a gang of cut-throats and thieves.
The noise at the bar was increasing in volume.
"It really doesn't matter" she finished. "You'd better go back to those customers."
"If you're sure" Savina smiled and gave her a hug. "Catch me later if you want to talk about anything else." She hurried back to the bar to the sound of drunken cheering.
Noryn stood alone in the kitchen, her arms folded across her chest as if protecting herself. Savinia had been her closest friend for the last 5 years, why hadn't she been able to tell her the truth? She shivered slightly as if a cold draught had snaked its way down her back. She had the strangest feeling, almost like a premonition. Was this slight break down in communication the first of many? Was something about to threaten peaceful everyday life and her relationships with her friends?
'Pull yourself together' she ordered herself. 'You're a strong person, not someone to be frightend by stupid imaginings. Besides, it won't happen again, Remember? You promised yourself that you'd never venture down there again.'
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