Chapter 4
Early in the morning Frost heard a knock at the door. She went to the door and opened it. It was her commander, "Good morning, commander. Is something wrong? Do I need to stay here?" "No, it's nothing like that. I was wanting to tell you good luck and ask you something." "What is your question?" "I'm sorry to bring it up but I was wondering what happened. You never told me." "Well…" Frost then tells him the events that had occurred that night and once again he seemed quite upset about it. "Why?" "I'm still trying to figure that one out myself." "Well, anyways good luck."
Frost looks into the distance and sees Haiden. Frost waves her arm in the air to catch his attention and when he sees it he jogs up to them. "Hey, Frost!" "Haiden, you finally got here." "Sorry, I got a little lost. I didn't know you lived in this area of the kingdom. It's so broken down." "Well, some of the best people live here. They're extremely kind and we all take care of each other around here." "Point taken."
The commander looked at Haiden with suspicion, "Frost, who is this guy?" "Oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce you. Well, this is Haiden. He's going to help me on my journey." "Frost, can I talk to this guy alone for a second?" "Uh, sure," Frost walks into the kitchen to get a drink of water. Frost's commander grabs Haiden by the collar of his shirt, "Now you listen here Haiden. If anything and I mean ANYTHING happens to Frost or you do anything to her and you will hear from me. Trust me, I won't be nice." "I promise, sir. Nothing will happen to Frost." "Good," The commander let him go. Frost came back and snickered, "Giving him the pep talk, eh commander?" "Of course. I wouldn't let anyone do anything to my best friend." "Thanks for always looking out for me. Well I guess we should be off. Come on, Haiden," Frost said grabbing her backpack. She walked into the street and Haiden followed. Soon they were out of the kingdom and in the forest. The trip so far had been really quiet. No one talked but soon enough Haiden came up with questions. Mostly they had admired the beauty of the nature around them. The luscious trees, the exuberant flowers, and the beautiful mid-morning sky were all so breathtaking Haiden couldn't keep his eyes from looking in every direction examining the beauty he had never seen before. He watched as the light seeped through the canopy of trees, feel the wind sift through their hair, and hear the whisper of the trees being lightly pushed by the stream of a light breeze.
To Frost, the forest was a bitter memory. She watched the path they were walking on and saw her memory play out before her as if it was real. She saw her as a little girl running in fear. Tears streaming down her face, she was scared to see if she would live to see another day. The girl stopped running and looked back, there were three knights getting closer and closer. Frost yells, "Run!"
In the blink of an eye everything was gone. Frost was just standing there with her arm out stretched her heart beating fast. She looked at her hand and put it on her head trying to get the memory out of her head. Haiden was standing next to her and put a hand on her shoulder, "Are you okay Frost?" "I'm fine."
For about an hour everything was extremely quiet, Frost's mood had plummeted from calm to on edge. Haiden was wondering what had made her, just out of the blue, yell the word run. The question kept him thinking and therefore, quiet. Haiden got to a conclusion in his head of what might have been going on with Frost and he decided he wouldn't ask her about what he had concluded. So instead he decided to ask,
"So you really lived this far out?" "Why did you think I called it a journey?" "True. So, I don't see any weapons on you. Did you not bring any?" "Oh trust me. I took all the weapons I own in my house." Unfortunately he couldn't think of anything to say and it became quiet again.
Frost felt a little sick to be travelling back to the place that had scarred her life, but it wasn't just that. She felt an eerie presence of someone watching them. Just in case her theory was right and there was someone watching them she kept a throwing dagger in her hand. Frost kept the blade hidden so Haiden wouldn't see it and start asking more questions. If he saw it and asked questions he would give away that she was suspicious and knew someone was following them.
After a while Frost saw a large figure swiftly move in the dark shadows. Now Frost knew someone was following them. She told herself that the next time it moved she would throw the dagger and hope that the dagger at least immobilizes it because whatever it was the thing was fast. At that moment she saw the figure move and she took the chance to throw her dagger. Luckily it caught the stalker in the hand, pierced through the whole hand and tightly lodged itself into a tree.
Frost threw her stuff down onto the ground, drew the red queen sword and readied herself for battle. Haiden drew his spadone, although not knowing what was going on, "Uh, Frost what's going on?"
Frost didn't pay attention to Haiden's question but instead smirked and remarked, "I see you're not alone stranger!" "Hah! I was wondering who threw that dagger. You're smarter than you look Leah Steirra. Although I do wonder how you figured out I brought some reinforcements." As he said that about 20 men come out of the shadows all dressed in flashy armor. The visors that covered their faces showed a design that Frost didn't recognize. They didn't look like the visors that the royal army wore on their helmets so Frost excluded the thought that these knights were not from the kingdom. But this rose the question, where did these knights come from?
