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A stowy

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I'm bored.

This is the scene where Maerad goes into the Buck libary in The Riddle and finds Cadvan and Nerelli researching together. Cadvans POV. (It's bad... don't shoot me)

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I'm looking for the treesong, but there seems to be nothing here. I've searched the whole of the Busk library, consulted the most experienced librarians, and yet, still nothing.

I look up and look across the table at Nerelli. She's steadily looking through a massive volume of the history of Annar and the Dhylian race. She pauses, looks up at me and smiles.

I look back down at the parchment that I'm reading. I no longer feel for Nerelli, like she does for me. Don't get me wrong she is my dear friend, but not a lover.

I hear footsteps walking towards us and stop, a pause, and then they move away. I look up surprised and see Maerad's back, retreating, straight as a board and her shoulders slumping.

I feel sad and don't know why, but I know at that moment. Maerad is not just a student to me, but someone I love.


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