A/N: I think that last chapter went very well. I did get one email that was concerned about how quickly this was moving….but its not like he was professing his love for her, but giving into the primal lust because he wanted her. Also that same email did inform me that Martin was part of the cult of Sanguine, so I guess he does have that darker side and would be a sexual creature. Thanks for that bit of info =] its greatly appreciated! Now I hope you all enjoy this next chapter.
Chapter 4: Songs by the Siren's Voice.
Mirana entered the camp silently to see Martin regaling Elyon with a story. The young woman, who could not have been older than 17 sat with child-like innocence gazing up at the priest as he told her the story of how Tiber Septum became Talos. She smiled and leaned up against a tree to watch them. Once the story was finished she smiled as she clapped her hands. "That was a lovely story Martin." She said as she sat down next to Elyon and drew her knees up to rest her chin on them.
Elyon jumped. "Listener, I didn't hear you come up." She said.
"It's quite alright Elyon."
Elyon smiled relived that she was not going to be hurt by her superior. She pulled a brush out of her pack and shifted to sit behind Mirana and began to brush her hair. "Listener, why don't you sing for us? I had heard from some of the other Dark Brotherhood order that you have a lovely singing voice."
Ra'jarza nodded as he was stirring the pot on the fire, making more poisons for their trip. "Please Listener, we would love to hear you sing."
She smiled at the other two assassins before turning her ice blue eyes to Martin, "What about you my king? Would you have me sing?" She asked.
"Please, a good song is something that we can all cherish."
Mirana smiled as she settled back and let Elyon brush her hair as she cleared her voice. She hummed a few notes before she slowly began to sing;
"Anirach unad Egor gurth hen"Martin sat entranced by her song, he knew it was elvish by the way it rolled off her tongue. He sat back against the log behind him and closed his eyes just content to listen to her song. Mirana smiled as she took another breath to go onto the next stanza.
"Han cenin vi chen linEgor u-erin le devi
Tellin men achae"Elyon and Ra'jarza began to hum along to her, the forest around them even seemed entranced by her beautiful voice and Martin began to notice that there was no sound besides her voice. He also felt compelled to keep listening to her.
"Brennin men anannRago! U-erich leithio
U-erich o nin gwanno."
Mirana smiled as she finished the song, the ending note resonating through the forest. She gave a small laugh at the look on Martin's face. "Careful my king, you might catch something nasty in your mouth with it hanging open like that."
Martin snapped his mouth shut and shook his head, "I am sorry, your voice had me entranced."
"As it should. I have been known to have a siren's voice. It was how I lured many men to their deaths." She said with a hint of pride in her voice. "Well now then, shall we get some sleep? We have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow. And an even longer one after that." She said and smiled at the other two assassins who had her bed made up quickly. She walked to her bedroll and laid down. The others fallowed suit and Martin couldn't help but stare at the woman who's back was to him. She was defiantly something else and stirred up everything inside of him and made him wonder about his path. He sighed as he rolled over and fell asleep.
A/N: A quick filler chapter while I work on a few other stories. Hope you enjoyed. The song is elvish. It is called Don't Let Go. R&R people!