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her clothes stuck to her skin with the excess water.
'I wait till that day,' I said, following her.
After drying in the morning sun, we both decided to return back to the main centre. The final celebrations had well and truly ended and most people were gathering hours of lost sleep either inside or on benches around the centre. A few market stalls were open and there was a scattering of shoppers doing their weekly chores.
I leant Rhünilde one of my scarves to help her hide herself from prying eyes. Nobody bothered us - we were well and truly hidden from the public eye.
'How have your family been coping with this all?' I asked, as we dodged an old man with a funny walk.
'Just because it's my mother and
grandmother, it' hasn't been that bad,' she explained. 'I guess my grandfather and father would have been proud of me - it's a shame they lost their lives in the war.'
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'I guess that's the reason why you're not so keen - so no other family has to bear the pain of loosing someone dear to them.'
'You've got it in one Arra. The last war was a waste - there was no reason to fight it. There was nothing being attacked or no one being provoked. Nothing was at stake. It was just a bloody war that claimed the lives of many people, including two wonderful men who were very close to my heart. I guess your brother was the same.'
'Yes, though I can't remember him at all. It's quite strange actually how you can remember and I can't.'
'I think that's the better way to be Arra - to not know exactly.'
I put my arm around her, and we continued walking towards my house. I invited Rhünilde to stay and have some sort of a late breakfast but she said she had to be in the temple by noon for a meeting with several important people, some of whom I had never heard of before.
After saying goodbye, I walked into the house
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