#{ it's ok. she'll insult his cape later during the competitions }

[duskroine]

best out of two

     ( Her dream comes in a flash of gold, yet its dazzling glow moves alongside flickers of crimson. Rion is gone. The crimson is thick yet not blood. Material. Surely. A cloak. Yes? The color fades only to arise again as something darker--velvet--and black spots scatter her vision.

               She awakens that day with furrowed eyebrows and questions lying on her tongue. )

     Quite a difficulty to keep your head in the clouds all while standing on the ground. Or, at least, the trouble takes a hold of Ophelia’s entire day. Even when her classes are deemed to pause and she’s given a small break between academics, the place where her mind rests isn’t a free one.

     There had been colors in her dream. Although this wasn’t unusual ( her ability to “foresee” the future often comes only in colors and blurry images ) it was the tone that her mind pushed for her to remember, that set her off. She’s off balance--there is something disturbing the force of her existence.

     She sighs, closing the book she had been reading, while rising from where she sat on her bed. Not even the latest story in her favorite trilogy could banish the confusion. Why read if her attention would only be elsewhere? So, she doesn’t. Ophelia sets the book down on her pillow and opts for a training session. Those usually calm her mind when most fail to--

     Her door opens; there’s a flash of black passing by.

     Ophelia blinks. Slowly. Footsteps echo to her right and before they disappear, she steps out her room and turns to face the figure’s back. It doesn’t matter that his cape is all she sees. It doesn’t matter that many people may have his shade of hair. None of it matters, because she knows, immediately, who it is.

     “My dream proved beneficial after all,” A hand reaches out to grab his cape, the other hand rests on her hip as she frowns, “for it looks as if Missiletainn’s Imposter has returned!

               Although I’m not sure of why, since this monastery only has enough space for one of us.”

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