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[Zeth MelGair]

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Zeth stood staring at the spot Felyn had stood just seconds before, the look of hurt and anger burned into his mind. He turned and headed down the street of Brit.

Why Me? He thought to himself as he marched down the street. Why did I get picked to babysit?

Zeth rounded the corner of the enter wall of brit and thur the gate a young man standing in the street turned to him. "Sir I am in need of your help, They have taken My bri......" The man did not get to finish his words as Zeth fist found the mans jaw knocking him backwards and to the ground.

Zeth stooped over the man he had just leveled, reached down and grabbed him by his tunic. "If you are smart you will let them keep her! Zeth Dropped the man and walked off glancing back to see the man slowly getting to his feet and rubbing his chin.

Zeth flipped the hood of his cloak up and melted into the shadows of the buildings as he heard the young man calling for the city guards. Making his way thur the city Zeths mind raced. Why me, why cant she take no for an answer? what is it with this one he told her he wasnt safe, and still she teased and tormented him. Zeth stopped at the bridge leading out of brit He looked down into the water and a hooded reflection shown back at him. Is it that she just wants another notch in her bed post? What is it about me that drives her nuts? Zeth peered at the figure in the water waiting for an answer, but none came.

Zeth grabbed his rune book and finding the rune he wanted he said the words "Cave!" Zeth stormed up the narrow path and into the Cave He reached over and threw a peice of wood into the fire pit, which was glowing red. He lite a lantern and removed his cloak. Throwing it down in a pile on the floor, He then turned and kicked at it. When that did not help Zeth kicked at a pile of books. Sending them scathering along one wall of the cave. Zeth grabbed a peice of parchment and a quill and started to write. After only a few minutes he rolled the letter up and sealed it with a MelGair family seal. He grabbed the letter and started to the entrance of the cave set on delievering it to Shadowhall tonight.

Zeth stopped just short of the mouth of the cave, turned and walked over to the fire he layed the letter in the fire and watched as the embers slowly erupted into flames around the letter. Not again, I will not quit again not this time. He thought to himself as he watched the letter burn. You told him you would protect her as if she was your own. and that is what you will do. No matter what!

Zeth removed his armour and crawled onto his pallet of furs. He picked up one of the books and began reading, but his mind was else where. He could still smell her, He could still see her face. The way she looked at him, the way she had placed her hand apon his leg. Zeth could still feel the way her fingers felt running thur his fur. "Stop it!" his mind commanded of itself. She is playing you, as she plays all men. You are nothing special to her just one that has not given in yet to her wants.

Zeth closed the book and rolled over putting his back to the fire. Pulling the furs up around his neck he closed his eyes a smile crept across his face. The look on her face and the way she stamped her foot just before she recalled away. She had spunk.

Zeth fell asleep but his night was troubled by dreams, all of them about women in his past.
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