girl out of time

19) why god.

Lightning struck and A shadow flashed across the wall.

I only just court it from the corner of his eye. My attention was drawn away from the service as i tried to work out what this abnormal shadow was.

I cold have sworn that that shadow looked human. but how?

Coming up with nothing I discreetly looked round the congregation. Seeing if anybody else had noticed.

But everyone's attention was at the front ... except one. daemons little girl was facing the wrong way. she was staring at the rafters with a look if awe on her face.

What is she doing?

Something dripped on my head. looked up to the source of it, just in time to see a leg swing out of sight.

Who cold that be?

Jetta had noticed that I was no longer paying attention.

Her elbow pressed into my side as she Motioned for me to pay attention. She shot me a disapproving look before looking back to the preset.

It was seen as a bad omen for one of the royal family to be ignoring the word of god. and as my father reminded me it is unacceptable for the future king.

I understand why it is an portent to listen and that to hear gods message was a blessing, but did they really have to be so long?

I listened for a wile but I cold feel my mind drifting to the person over my head.

Who was it? who wold go through all that trouble in a storm to get into a service? they cold just come in the door!

Cold this person be dangerous . cold it be another attack?

I debated weather or not to inform my father but I held my tongue. I want to see how this pans out.

The service went on for what felt like hours. I just wanted this one to end so I can see who it is.

A couple of times my attention wild fade and I would find myself looking up at the seaport beams and a couple of times jetta elbowed me for not paying attention.

She lent over as discreetly hissed in my ear "what ails you today? What is of so high importance that you will not pay attention, brother mine?"

"I apologies I thought I sore something. it is nothing."

She looked annoyed but she let it go.

After a hymn and a closing parer, the congregation was dismissed. Jetta, father and I all stood first as was customary, I held my arm out and jetta took it, allowing me to escort her out in the appropriate manner.

The storm had passed and the air was thick with the smell of rain.

Once we were out of the chapel I slowed allowing us to fall behind are father, who was speaking to one of his advisers. once out of ear shot I stopped. jetta looked at me expectantly.

"Well, what is it?"

"I feel awfully for being so destructed today. I now not know what came over me. wold you mind if you go back to the castle alone. I know it is peculiar of me but I think it would be useful of me to go talk to the reverend."

Jetta looked at me oddly but nun the less let go of my arm.

"Are you well brother? I thought you found the reverend a terrible boar."

"I do, but u think it is important for me to speak with him. I willbe back by dinner."

She nosed slowly "yes OK, that is quite alright. Sir Lancelot ." She court his arm as he walked past, flashing him what I like to call the royal smile. "Arthur has some bossiness to attend to, wold you do me the honer of escorting me to the castle?"