Third Magus
Really Really Experienced
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Delbaeth shrugged uncomfortably, letting his gaze drift away. He disliked sharing details of his life, disliked letting people see him as being anything more than the princess' guardian, performer of his duty. He owed more to Anya, though, for what she had done and would do for the princess.
"I was born into the Lasudh family, one of the lines that have the task of providing guardians for the princess. That was to fall to my older brother, though; Jaedhar. He was to replace the princess' old guard when the time came"
Delbaeth shut his eyes, as if trying to block out unhappy memories. Would Jaedhar have failed his duty that way, allowing the princess away from his sight, allowing her to be attacked? Would Jaedhar have come too late?
"Jaedhar was trained all through our childhood. You must understand: he was given no choice about this, never asked what he would have wanted to do with his life. It was simply the duty of the firstborn.
"I was allowed do as I willed, and so I studied music. I used to tell Jaedhar he'd become a hero, saving the princess' life in a desperate battle, and I'd have been at his side, have put it all into a song"
Jaedhar opened his eyes, turned his head to bleakly regard Anya.
"All things move towards their end. I never asked Jaedhar if guarding someone else's daughter for the rest of his life was all he wanted either. It was something we all took for granted.
"We'd train together, in the courts every evening. Just practise matches, just rough, silly games I suppose".
Delbaeth's eyes lowered, dwelling on the princess' face.
"It was in one of them I misjudged the strength of a blow.."
He could remember still, the stave, wreathed in mistletoe, still in his hands, its tip sticky with his brother's blood, staring in disbelief at Jaedhar's fractured skull.
"I killed my brother, and I had to pay the price. I was next in line; I had to become the princess' guardian in his place".
He left out the self-evident additions: his loss of music, his failures and self-pity and self-loathing.
"I was born into the Lasudh family, one of the lines that have the task of providing guardians for the princess. That was to fall to my older brother, though; Jaedhar. He was to replace the princess' old guard when the time came"
Delbaeth shut his eyes, as if trying to block out unhappy memories. Would Jaedhar have failed his duty that way, allowing the princess away from his sight, allowing her to be attacked? Would Jaedhar have come too late?
"Jaedhar was trained all through our childhood. You must understand: he was given no choice about this, never asked what he would have wanted to do with his life. It was simply the duty of the firstborn.
"I was allowed do as I willed, and so I studied music. I used to tell Jaedhar he'd become a hero, saving the princess' life in a desperate battle, and I'd have been at his side, have put it all into a song"
Jaedhar opened his eyes, turned his head to bleakly regard Anya.
"All things move towards their end. I never asked Jaedhar if guarding someone else's daughter for the rest of his life was all he wanted either. It was something we all took for granted.
"We'd train together, in the courts every evening. Just practise matches, just rough, silly games I suppose".
Delbaeth's eyes lowered, dwelling on the princess' face.
"It was in one of them I misjudged the strength of a blow.."
He could remember still, the stave, wreathed in mistletoe, still in his hands, its tip sticky with his brother's blood, staring in disbelief at Jaedhar's fractured skull.
"I killed my brother, and I had to pay the price. I was next in line; I had to become the princess' guardian in his place".
He left out the self-evident additions: his loss of music, his failures and self-pity and self-loathing.