Rising of the Weakest Mage

Vol 9/Ch 90 - Complications

"Do you really have to go?," Allen asked, almost reaching his hand out to stop her.

"I'm sorry, Allen," Rose answered him, with an understanding smile on her face. Her smile almost turned into a frown, as she slowly realized this might be the last time she can see him for now.

"Time to go, Rose," William advised her, pointing to the carriage that was already ready to go. "No time to waste"

"Wait-," Allen reached out his arms, but his arms only felt the cold air in front of him.

"Until we meet again, Allen," Rose waved at Allen, as the carriage slowly drove away, into the darkness ahead.

"No!," Allen yelled, as he whipped his body forward, his arm outstretched. "Wait-"

Allen realized that he was no longer out in the fields of his hometown of Lyfast, but rather in a room he had become unfortunately familiar with within the past year.

"Oh," Allen sighed, as his arm fell to his legs, which were covered by the white blankets, as his body lay on a bed in the academy's infirmary room. "It was another dream again. But why now?"

"Allen, are you alright?," A voice asked from his right, a voice he was very familiar with.

"Alice?!," Allen asked, as his eyes widened. "Wait, aren't you supposed to-"

"Shh," she put a finger to her mouth, as she kept eye contact, her blue calm and collected eyes almost shining through her glasses. "Let me go get your friends"

"Hold on-," Allen tried to grab her shoulder to stop her, but she had already stood up and walked off. His arm quickly fell down to his legs again. He was immediately reminded again of his dream.

As the door to the infirmary quickly closed, Allen thought back to his dream. It was the day when Rose left his hometown, after the two years they had trained together. According to William at the time, she had to go back home to London, since her mother didn't want her there anymore.

"But why remember that again now?," Allen asked himself out loud. "And why did I forget about that in the first place?"

Some time after Allen's training with William, his memories of Rose had mysteriously vanished, letting it all feel like a dream to him. He didn't know who Rose Marion was, and when he reunited with her, he felt as though it was the first time he had met her.

"Why would I forget something so important to me?," Allen asked himself, as he tilted his head down. "Just what is Rose to me?"

Allen began to recall the new memories he had made with Rose. Her training him for his first duel with Nathaniel, her confessing his feelings for him during the training camp, the time with August at the banquet, and more.

He didn't really know how he felt about Rose, considering there were memories of her he had forgotten, and his friendship with her still felt new. Does he like her the same way she felt about him, or does he only see her as a good friend?

"That doesn't matter now I guess, with her mother practically controlling her every move," Allen sighed, as he examined the bandages across his body.

Well, I certainly took a beating from Nathaniel, Allen thought to himself. He tried to touch one of the bandages on his arm, but was immediately met with pain. Guess I should let them heal.

"Wait, did Alice speak in complete sentences for the first time?!," Allen suddenly raised his voice in the room, as he recalled Alice's words when he had woken up.

But before he could contemplate it further, the door to the infirmary suddenly opened up, and in came the rest of his friends.

"Allen!," they all shouted, practically forming a circle around his infirmary bed.