The Four Mages: Kiari’s Torment
Chapter One: Dance Lessons
The warm sea breeze flooded into her being and made her sneeze dejecting all of its richness. Gently she fell upon the sand and spread her arms about her as she reflected upon her miserable life. Nothing seemed right about it in the least. Breezes ruffled her hair spreading the goldness upward before she restrained it by pinning it down. Hurriedly she smoothed out her plain white robes and touched the golden pendant with a whirlwind design on one side. The other side held the signs of waves, flowers, and fire also with the whirlwind all in a circle.
“Princess Kiari, where are you?” screamed a voice from above her on the castle wall. “Your dance teacher is growing impatient with your absent behavior. Come out now, my lady!” A black cap bobbed up and down as she paced the wall. The princess rushed up and snapped her fingers bringing a whirlwind beckoning to her call. Slyly she tapped the maid’s solider startling her. “There you are you got me worried. Come along!”
Almost in a daring speed she tugged the princess down the outer stair. Quietly she snuck her down the corridors where only the king may pass. Then standing in front of a very old wooden door she shoved her inside and left as quickly as she came. Kiari’s blue eyes swooped over the room and soon they landed on her cousin with a plea of help in them before a dark haired man advanced on her.
His slick brown tunic and black breeched were set off with a pair of black polished boots. Carefully he stared her down with a pair of angered black eyes. “What is your excuse this time, Kiari?” he asked with a patient sound. He was tapping his feet while the princess was too stone lipped to answer him. “No excuse then let’s continues. Kiari, start by stretching in a front and back split while Nicole does the dance for me again. Really sharpen up your moves, my lady,” said the teacher as he marched up to Nicole menacingly as he watched her perform the dance he choreographed.
Kiari hurried to a far part of the room and sat down. Calling upon a whirlwind she surrounded herself with it. It shortened her robe turning it into breeched and a tunic for the time being. Slowly she got up and lowered herself into a front spilt wincing in pain as she went halfway. Evilly her teacher came behind and forced her down making her almost scream out in pain. When she was an inch from the floor he loosened his hold and let her get up. Hurriedly she went all the way down in the back spilt jumping up ready for whatever was to come.
“Princess, please join Lady Nicole in the dance and show her to sharpen those very dull moves. Ready! BEGIN!” screamed their teacher as they got in line. He counted the time as they did the correct moves. Kiari stood at attention as he counted while she gracefully turned and pointing her toes in a glorious move upward. Nicole flopped around like a puppet with no strings. Next Kiari leaped up and Nicole fell flat on the floor with an embarrassed shade of red on her cheeks as Kiari giggled. “Get up and do it again,” barked her teacher with a scowl on his face. They went over it many more times until Nicole fell over with exhaustion.
“Mousier Lavette, I can’t go on. Can we please take a break?” asked Nicole breathing heavily. She got up to her knees holding onto the wall for support.
“Just until I come back from the kitchen. Please rest away,” he said disgusted as he ran down the hall to grab breakfast leaving the girls frightfully alone.
“It’s all your fault. You’re a big fat complainer! Why do you always need to rest?” screamed Kiari right into Nicole’s left ear. Nicole covered it and cowered away from her cousin.
“You don’t need to scream you know. And Kiari I’m not a complainer and I’m human so I need to rest,” said Nicole calmly as Kiari started to flare up with anger. Her breeches and tunic flapped in an upcoming breeze that could tear the castle apart. “Kiari, calm down! If you keep it up you’ll blow the castle to nothing! STOP!” Nicole ducked as the wind started to surge in a faster rhythm.
“Put a pipe hole in it, my lady,” Kiari mimicked as she pushed Nicole against the wall with an army of wind. Twirling her hand she moved her cousin to the ceiling fighting against the tight wind bonds.
Suddenly all went still as the dance teacher barged in flaring red-white. He almost looked like a tomato on fire. His powers wrapped around Kiari as Nicole dropped like a stone from the celing. “What is the meaning of this, princess?” Their teacher had a dark look that made Kiari coware away from him.
“Ni . . . Nicole w-w-was h-holding up our lesson b-by w-wanting t-to re-re-rest,” stammered Kiari as her teacher thundered like lightning crashing from the heavens. He put his hands on his hips in a very disapproving way.
“That’s all?” he demanded with a big fat mad smile.
Quoting: Suddenly all went still as the dance teacher barged in flaring red-white. He almost looked like a tomato on fire. His powers wrapped around Kiari as Nicole dropped like a stone from the celing. “What is the meaning of this, princess?” Their teacher had a dark look that made Kiari coware away from him.
Sorry but you exacty said it's teacher