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A Draken Rising

by Estrella LeMar

IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a piece of a longer writing project. You can view the entire project here: A Draken Rising

The following is a piece of writing submitted by Estrella LeMar on December 11, 2008

A Draken Rising; 21

Horatio was standing in front of the fireplace as Rafael stepped onto the rafters in the Great Hall. As Rafael jumped down, Horatio called out softly, "Would you mind bringing over some wood? The fire is beginning to die out."

Rafael quietly took a few logs of wood off from the small wood stack in the corner, and carried them over to Horatio.

"Thank you." Taking the logs, Horatio set them in the fire, and soon the fire was burning brightly once again.

The two of them stood side by side, watching the fire burn for a moment, before Horatio slowly drew the katari that was sheathed at his side. "Beautiful blade, and very well made. I believe this belongs to you." Turning the katari so that he was
holding it by the blade, Horatio calmly held it out so Rafael could take it.

Confusion came into Rafael's eyes as he reached for his katari.

"I do not understand. Why..." As Rafael's hand closed around the hilt, the two of them locked eyes.

"This, Rafael, is trust."

The words were spoken quietly, calmly. There was something about the simple way they were said that sent shivers up and down Rafael's spine.

"This is trust Rafael." Horatio released the blade, and spread his arms out wide, "I am unarmed. I have no other weapon; no way to defend myself. By handing you the katari, I hand you the last of my defenses." Horatio lowered his arms. "You and I both know you could easily kill me right now; kill me and gain great glory and pride among your people, but I feel like you are a person I can trust. A person that I can turn my back to, without any fear or worry."

Rafael looked into the Count's eyes. Such a person he had never met before. This man was trusting... trusting him."Before I met you and Ellius, there was so much I did not understand, did not even know existed..." Rafael sheathed his katari. "Trust... trust must be that feeling a person gets when they find someone that they can speak to; a person they can speak to without the fear of being betrayed or judged."

Horatio nodded, "Yes, that is trust. It is hard to go through life, without ever trusting someone."

"Until less than a week ago, I had never felt trust. Yet within moments of knowing Ellius, I could sense he was a person whom I could share anything with. I felt I could trust him. I barley know him, but I trust him. It is much the same with you Horatio. I do not know you very well and yet... and yet I feel I could speak with you for hours. If I were in the midst of a battle, I would not have any fear, should you be watching my back."

Horatio smiled, "Nor would I fear, should you be watching mine."

The room was silent for a moment, then Rafael spoke, "It is getting late, I should be on my way."

"Goodnight Rafael."

"Goodbye Horatio." Rafael formed a warp panel, and stepped through. The cool night breeze gently blew past him as he took a seat next to the eastern spring. Horatio trusted him, and he trusted Horatio. This was very comforting to him.

Lying down on the grass, Rafael gazed up at the stars. His eyes began to close
slowly as he began to drift to sleep.

Trust was such a good thing...

Rafael's eyes closed completely, as he finally fell asleep.

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