He was different. I could tell from the very first moment. He'd been a fun-loving kid, always laughing and joking around. I remember the first time we spoke.
It was my first time to Idari, and I was wandering around the palace. There he'd been with his friends. They were all sword fighting. I had paused for a moment to watch. Then, he'd noticed me as I started to giggle at their fake fight. They were using sticks, so it really just looked ridiculous. He'd walked over, strutting over with some serious swag. I smiled at him shyly.
He'd went to lean against the wall. Problem was he was too far. He'd misjudged the distance. He'd fallen.
I remember laughing so hard. It was just so unexpected, so funny, and it totally caught me off guard. He'd stood up, going red.
"I meant to do that," he told me.
I laughed again. "I'm sure you did."
He took a deep breath. "I haven't seen you here before. I'm Rylan."
"Nissa. I'm visiting from Broen with my parents."
From that moment on, I trusted him with my every secret. Rylan was the best friend I'd ever had.
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