Song of Loss and Hope

Chapter Twelve

The person shadowing me was mostly a young fighter called Aiden. He came to the rebellion as an orphan like me and chose the life of a fighter for himself. His eagerness and motivation in his doing becoming quite clear when we talked while eating.

"And just after a year, I was able to fight of Jason in swordsfighting!", he told me. An excited gleam in his eyes. By his telling I think I can surely state that he is pretty good in fighting with sword but less archieved in hand to hand combat. There Jason could still beat him he told me. No idea who Jason really is, maybe a friend of him? 

"That's really cool, maybe we should sight together some time.", I proposed while looking at our food today. I knew better than complaining but it looked like somebody already had chewed it and than spit it on my plate. I think the board of todays meal plan says it is potatoe mash and some meat with a little carrots. I felt myself sigh. I missed fresher food, maybe even fruits like strawberries but it is fine. Here are way too many people to feed as that there could be a huge selection of food. 

I decided to skip meal today and instead directed my attention back to Aiden who was just talking about his training session in the morning where I was at the infirmary with Eira. "And then I threw a fist in his left side which he did not see coming because I firstly made it seem like as if I was going for the right side. And then I was able to slip my foot around him and he fell." He was full of excitement because today he did not loose to badly to Jason in hand to hand combat. I tried to ask wheter I could also train again but the leading circle seemed is as a rather not so good thing to do. So, I had to stay away from the training grounds. But it could not keep me from training again in my room. I was currently trying to develop an efficent workout routine. But for now it consisted of merely a handful of movements. 

"You should have seen Jasons face. He looked so angry.", he laughed in which I joined him. From his tellings I could tell this Jason was probably some arrogant and overly self confident douchebag. And it did joyed me that he was recieving a rubdown. "I wished I had seen him. By chance you must show me who he is!", I commented. 

"For sure!", smiling at me, he continued telling me from his morning which was a way more exciting one than mine. "And even Silas nodded at my performance when I was successful in throwing Jason off his feet. He nodded! That's a huge deal from him! Do you think he believes in me? Maybe I could ask him now for a couple of tips? Or better not, I don't want to annoy him!", Aiden was thinking out loud. 

At first sight you wouldn't believe it but this small and young boy in front of who is probably just a couple of years younger than me could talk like a waterfall could provide water. At first I thought he was rather shy but not one minute gone from Solina, Silas and Callum he started talking like there was no end, telling me how excited he was to be chosen for such a mission and how he will be succeding. It was cute and all but with him I never could come to just sit down and think. He was full texting me almost whenever I was in his reach.

My thought drifted away when he was rambeling on with no real connection or point in his story. The last days had been rather boring. I was not allowed to go outside the barrier nor could I train, so all that was left for me was to spend all my time in the infirmary with Eira or one of the other healers. I actually grown to like healing but it went by rather quickly and because of that we did not really had anything to do. There also was nobody going on mission or something like that as we provided with more than asked resourcess on our trip. Alad also wasn't really around. At least I didn't really notice him. 

The same goes to Solina and her colleaques. There were nowhere to be seen. 

"Yeah, and that was that. I think we should get going, don't you think, Abella?", at that my attention was drawn back to him and I offered a reluctant nod. I had been freed from my shift at the infirmary as a break as they call it and had no idea on what to do. I would have loved to just distract myself today, especially as today is the birthday of Myra. My sweet best friend who died not too long ago. I had intented to distract myself from it but having so much free time did almost the oppposite. I just wanted to crawl under my blanket and cry yet I am here and have to deal with this handful of a boy.