Narian Quotes

Narian would not attack on Christmas. ~ Cayla Kluver

Narian scrutinised both me and the Queen, with eyes so deeply blue I could not break away from them. I was glad he was no longer questioning me, for those eyes made me want to tell him everything. At the same time, those eyes revealed something to me. Was he in love with Alera? ~ Cayla Kluver

Thoughts of Narian, the strong, brave, tender young man with whom I had fallen in love, juxtaposed against the dark entity I envisioned taking over my homeland, would have shredded my sanity. ~ Cayla Kluver

Well, I saved you today, didn't I? Just like I saved you before. You walked out of the Bastion free, without a scratch, and if any Cokyrian but me had caught you with that dagger, you might be drawn and quartered by now."
"You didn't save me from that butcher," I said irritably. "But you're right. About today, I mean." I could sense his satisfaction, which irritated me all the more. "So accept my thanks, but stay away from me. We're not friends, you know."
I was nearing my neighborhood and didn't want anyone to see me with him. He stepped in front of me, forcing me to stop.
"We're not friends yet. But you've thought about it. And you just thanked me."
"Are you delusional?"
"No. You just said thank you to the faceless Cokyrian soldier who arrested you."
"Don't you ever stop?" I demanded, trying in vain to move around him.
"I haven't even started."
"What does that mean?"
There was silence as Saadi glanced up and down the street. "I want to know where you got that dagger. Or at least what story you told."
"Why don't you ask Commander Narian? The two of you seemed fairly close."
"Quit making jokes."
"I haven't made a single one."
"Well?"
"It was my father's," I said, clinging to the lie Queen Alera had provided, whether by mistake or not.
"Oh." This seemed to take Saadi aback.
"And now, because of you, I don't have it anymore." I knew I was pressing my luck, but I wanted to make him feel bad.
"I' ~ Cayla Kluver

Alera is not a possession. ~ Cayla Kluver

I don't think I've ever said this before, but it's time I did. I'm in love with you Narian. ~ Cayla Kluver

My morning schedule saw me first in Cannan's office, conferring with my advisor, but our meeting was interrupted within minutes by Narian, who entered without knocking and whose eyes were colder than I had seen them in a long time.
"I thought you intended to control them," he stated, walking toward the captain's desk and standing directly beside the chair in which I sat."
He slammed a lengthy piece of parchment down on the wood surface, an unusual amount of tension in his movements. I glanced toward the open door and caught sight of Rava. She stood with one hand resting against the frame, her calculating eyes evaluating the scene while she awaited orders.
Cannan's gaze went to the parchment, but he did not reach for it, scanning its contents from a distance. Then he looked at Narian, unruffled.
"I can think of a dozen or more men capable of this."
"But you know who is responsible."
Cannan sat back, assessing his opposition. "I don't know with certainty any more than you do. In the absence of definitive proof of guilt on behalf of my son and his friends, I suggest you and your fellows develop a sense of humor." Then the captain's tone changed, becoming more forbidding. "I can prevent an uprising, Narian. This, you'll have to get used to."
Not wanting to be in the dark, I snatched up the parchment in question. My mouth opened in shock and dismay as I silently read its contents, the men waiting for me to finish.
On this Thirtieth Day of Ma ~ Cayla Kluver