Disconected

Words from the wise

Hey guys!! Im So sorry I haven't been writing like I should be!😅 I feel so bad!! And I know some of you actually like the book! Thank you soooo much for the support! It means a lot! Anyway! That is what I thought Alexandra to look like! You've got no idea how hard it was to find a pic that suited her! I will try to get a good amount of story in today! Enjoy!
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(Henrick's POV)
I woke early that morning. I groaned and stretched out all the sleep from my bones. I sighed as I swung my feet onto the floor.

" Another one has come..... And another will leave, as I stay." I mumbled to myself.

Throwing open my curtains I savored the view I had from my room. I put my hands on my hips.

I thought on the past week with Alexandra. She had, at first, put off an air off snobness. That I now know, is just confidence. She is so willing to learn all she can about Taen. She learns with a hunger that all the others lacked.

I laugh to myself. Though she is as clumsy as a puppy in sparring practice, she shows potential!

I hear the door open quietly behind me. I turn to see Inaya poke her head around the door, I suddenly regret sleeping without a shirt on.

" Oh! Henrick! You're awake! I didn't mean to intru-"

" It's fine Inaya. Come on in." I motion to her.

She walks in un fazed by my shirtlessness. I'm thankful that at least one of us is decent. In her arms she is holding my leather riding jacket.

" Hey! I was wondering were that went!" I say as she frowns a little at me.

" It was all ratty so I patched it up." She says in a slightly motherly scolding voice. She shakes it out and holds it up for me to see. I can barley tell where her patches are.

" Inaya, you never cease to amaze me with your sewing skills!"

She smiles and hands me my jacket.

" I try not to flatter myself too often. That tends to make a person arrogant." She states simply.

I throw on my tunic and then my jacket. Im fastening my sword scabbard when I feel her hand on back. I look around and see her face downcast with concern.

" Henrick......"

" What is it? You know you can ask anything." I tell her.

" I.... You...." She takes a deep breath and looks me in the eyes. " When are you going to stop holding your grudge against them!?"

I bite my lip and look away. How can I ever let go of this hate? They ruined my life! Took everything I had! My family, my friends! Everything I had held close to my heart..... gone, just gone.

" Inaya, that is something I will never be able to do.... and you know this." I shake my head slightly. " You bring this up every time I come here and the answer stays the same." I say with a controlled, stern voice.

" Holding a grudge isn't going get you anywhere! Especially with these people!" She's near yelling at this point, something she rarely does.

" This isn't going to get you anywhere with HIM Inaya." An old, deep voice states.

We both jump and turn to see Salazar leaning on his staff in the doorway.

" His hate is something he needs to dispel by himself. Your insistent prodding is going to do nothing but harden his heart towards your words." He walked forward to stand right in front of us. " Even though you have the best intentions at heart."

" Yes, Salazar." Inaya relents.

Salazar looked at me with his white, unseeing eyes and smiled.

" There is truth in what Inaya has said. It will get you nowhere with them if you still hold a grudge." He spoke kindly and gently, as if speaking to a young afraid child.