One Year Later
“There’s someone at the gates, requesting an audience with you, Lady Lance,” Gideon says, interrupting Sara’s workout.
She pulls her sword free of the straw training dummy and sets up for another drill. “I’ll take the audience here.”
“Are you sure that’s wise?” Gideon asks, making it clear that she thinks it is not, in fact, wise.
Sara shrugs. The training yard is empty this early in the morning, and besides, she’s only halfway through her training and she promised Ava she’d be at breakfast with Rip and Miranda. So if someone wants to talk they’re going to have to do it here.
Gideon gives her a rather pointed look before she leaves to fetch whoever it is, but Sara ignores her and resumes her sword drills. She is, after all, the scourge of training dummies everywhere.
By the time Gideon reenters the yard with a familiar figure in tow Sara’s finishing a set of push ups.
“Lady Sara Lance,” she says as Sara gets up and brushes dirt off her pants. “I give you Lady Kendra…”
She trials off, prompting Kendra to give a last name but Kendra just shakes her head. “Just Kendra.”
Gideon looks between them, clearly unhappy with how unorthodox the entire situation is, but she doesn’t say anything, instead nodding to Sara and taking her leave.
“Kendra,” Sara says, “I didn’t expect to see you here. How did you even know where to find me?”
“Word of your exploits travels fast,” Kendra says with a shrug. “As for why I’m here...I need your help.”
Now that Sara really looks at Kendra she seems older than the last time she saw her. More withdrawn. And while there’s always been sadness in her eyes, now it looks as if it might consume her.
“Savage found us.” Kendra wraps her arms around herself, as if she’s trying to hold herself together. “He killed Carter. I only barely managed to get away.”
“I’m so sorry.” Sara’s heart breaks for Kendra, having to watch her lover die over and over again, never free of that pain. That fear. She can’t imagine what that must be like.
“I heard you killed your evil wizard,” Kendra says. “I was hoping that maybe...you could help me kill mine.”
“You want to do what?” Ava asks skeptically.
Sara shrugs. “Just kill another evil sorcerer who’s terrorizing innocent people. It’s kind of my thing.”
Ava runs a hand through her hair, a concerned look on her face. “Killing Darhk was difficult enough, and he wasn’t an immortal wizard priest of whatever this Savage guy is. Do you really think going after him is a good idea?”
“Kendra saved my life. I owe her that,” Sara explains. “Besides a quest could be fun. For old time’s sake.”
The truth is that after a year, Tempus has nearly fully recovered from the ravages of Darhk. And as happy as she is with Ava, she’s starting to get restless. They’ve finished their rebuilding efforts and well, now she has nothing to do. Honestly she’d jump at just about any quest right now, even if she didn’t owe Kendra her life.
“I don’t know…” Ava says.
“We’ll get the gang back together,” Sara says. “You, me, Jax. Ray has literally never said no to a quest in his life. I’m sure Amaya and Zari are bored protecting their people or whatever they’re doing down south. I bet we can even convince Snart and Rory to stop bothering King Barry for a bit. And you can bring Gary if you want.”
Ava scoffs. “Really? You want to spend weeks on the road with Gary?”
“Yeah, maybe let’s leave Gary at home.”
Ava shakes her head, but Sara doesn’t miss her soft smile. Even if it’s quickly replaced by concern. “I’m still not convinced this is a good idea. We have no idea how powerful he might be.”
“I know,” Sara admits. “But I can’t just sit here and let him continue hurting people.”
Ava looks at her the way she sometimes does when she thinks Sara isn’t paying attention. As if she can’t believe she got so lucky. Which is ridiculous. Sara’s the lucky one.
“It’s one of the reasons I love you.”
“Then you’ll come?” Sara asks. She’s pushing her luck, she knows, but well, another quest with Ava sounds pretty good right about now.
“Of course I’ll come,” Ava says, shaking her head in amusement. “You need someone to keep you from getting in too much trouble.”
“But true,” Ava says, unapologetic.
Sara can’t help but laugh. It amazes her sometimes, just how much she loves Ava. How happy she is.
“I’ll write the others,” she says, “and tell them to meet us in the Central Kingdoms in a month.”
“Well then, I’d better start making preparations,” Ava says. “Rip is going to hate this.”
Sara sets to work writing letters. She probably shouldn’t be quite as excited as she is, given the circumstances, but she can’t help it.
There really is nothing better than a good old fashioned quest.