Prompt# 141 - Cadence - The Diamond Blood Legacy; 3.1 - Tekia - original

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Title: The Diamond Blood Legacy: 3.1
Fandom: Original
Prompt: Cadence
Warnings: none
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Word count: 578 Davin passes away.
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Something rocked the field of magic around Temuji. He snapped awake and laid in the bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to place the tremor. Where had it come from?

Frowning, he sat up, running his hands through his hair. That magic had been powerful, the most powerful he’d ever felt. He’d been asleep when it had slammed against his barriers and he was now trembling with the effort put forth to keep that magic away.

Now it was gone and he was grateful. If it had persisted, he doubted he would have been strong enough to resist it. He held his chin in his hand and looked around the still dark room.

Then he felt something that made him pale, something that hit him low and hard. He shot to his feet and raced from his room, down the hall and stairs, unmindful of how loud he was being. He stumbled into the room, banging his shin on the chair nest to the bed.

He reached out and took Davin’s hand in his and pressed his magic into him. There was no response. Nothing met his magic. He gasped in denial and tried again. Still nothing.

Hands shaking, he put his hand under Davin’s nose, and felt no breath. He dropped his head onto the bed, accepting the truth.

Davin was dead.

Then his eyes snapped open as he remembered the magic. It had been Dago, he knew it. Dago had killed Davin. Clenching his fists into the bed spread, he forced his anger to abate and turned his attention to taking care of Davin.

He summoned a footman and then the housekeeper. Of course, she cried. Everybody cried. Everybody had loved Davin. While the servants took care of the body, Temuji sat with Viljo.

As dawn broke, Viljo came from his rooms to see the mourning faces of the servants. Before he could rush into Davin’s rooms, Temuji caught him and forced him outside.

They sat in the garden, in silence for a bit before Viljo couldn’t hold back his tears. He held one hand to his face, hiding his sobs. Temuji rubbed a hand over his jaw, lost in thought.

Dago’s magic had been strong.

He clenched his jaw and shot Viljo a glace out the corner of his eye. Obviously, he hadn’t felt that magic either, and Temuji had to wonder if that magic was really the magic Dago had stolen from Viljo.

Was he completely obvious to his magic?

Sighing again, Temuji leaned back on the bench and felt the first drops of early rain. He looked up at the clouded sky and had to smile. Why was it when somebody died, it always seemed to rain?

It was fitting.

Viljo stopped fighting his tears and took a deep breath. He looked up, startled at the rain and shivered, hugging his arms over his chest. The cadence of the soft rain seemed to have a calming effect on him. Finally, he turned to Temuji.

“What now?”

“We have to leave.”

He blinked in surprise. “What? Now?”

Temuji nodded and ran his hand over his jaw, scratching at his short whiskers. “Today.”

Viljo jumped to his feet. “What!? What about Davin’s body? His funeral?”

“It’s too dangerous. As far as I know, Dago doesn’t know about me yet. His magic only attacked Davin this morning-”

“Attacked!?”

Temuji repressed a sigh and stood as well. “Yes, Dago has found you and attacked once again.”