"Anyways I'm going to go back to where I'm supposed to be" Anthea grinned.<br/><br/>Ethalia sighed. "Always leaving your place in the town. You should take your duties more seriously."<br/><br/>"If I spend another morning fetching tea for one of those stuck up Elders.<span style="font-style: italic">Anthea this is the wrong type. Anthea its too warm. Anthea! Anthea! Anthea!</span>" She said it with her nose upturned but Ethalia knew Anthea had a lot of respect for the elders and wished to join their ranks one day. The decisions they made didn't affect the library much so she didn't judge them however from what Anthea always told her, they were very wise and caring, even if they were a bit demanding sometimes.<br/><br/>"Later then." She said nonchalant, not even looking over her shoulder as Anthea left.<br/><br/>She continued to work for some time. Reading if there was nothing to do. After a while, another fae stumbled into the library.<br/><br/>"Please help us! We need more people!" He shouted.<br/><br/>"Oh my god what's happening?" She asked him.<br/><br/>"Someone's attacking the southern part of the village." He informed her. "There's so many people hurt. You can heal can't you Ethalia?"<br/><br/>"I... I..." Ethalia stumbled over the words. She couldn't heal very well, and neither could she fight. Why would someone attack the village? They hadn't done anything wrong.... It was the southern part... "Anthea. Mum. Dad... I'll go right away" And she sped off.