Hey everyone! Wow, finally got this chapter done and believe me this one was rough. College life really puts a damper on writing especially when I don't have my own computer anymore. Not to mention I just had problems with this chapter in general. Who'd have thought that such a short level in the game could turn out to be such a huge chapter on paper? Maybe I just put in too much. Personally I have mixed feelings about this chapter and I'm not all that pleased with the quality of the writing and stuff, but it's been too long since I've updated and I want to move on in the story. Anyway I hope you like it and if you don't my bad, I'll do better.
For all those who have read and reviewed thus far I greatly appreciate your support.
To SmashToPieces : Hello once again! Thanks for the warm welcome and your review and support. I guess first of all I need to apologize cause I accidently mistook you for another guy who used to be on fanfiction a lot and was one of my best friends during my school years. He would regularly change his penname and it always had something to do with "smash". So I'm sorry I've been outta the loop a bit and lost track of him until just recently. Anyway, I love your support and words of encouragement especially since your usually one of the first to review after an update! Cookies for you! I'm trying my best to portray the characters accurately and I'm glad you think I'm doing well. It really helps. So heres to you! Oh and I went to Texas, not England. Europe was a trip I took in grade 11.
To Ranma Uzumaki: Thanks for the return welcome! I'm glad you like it!
To WildfireDreams: I find Serra and Sain to be great comedic relief characters myself so they're really fun to write about. I'm glad you like them, I was excited to bring in Matthew this chapter cause he's one of my fav's as well. I can't wait to bring everyone together, I just picture the possibilities and my head spins with ideas!
To Megaman87: Glad to be back and it's hard to get better praise than what you have. Thanks a million! Oh and appreciate the reading suggestion, I'll give it a read sometime. Just out of curiosity though, what makes you think he was inspired by my work? It'd be an amazing honor if that were true!
To Infinite Freedom: Oh yes, the hawk does get a name! It's in this chapter and trust me I've been killing myself trying to come up with one. That was one reason that delayed my update. I'm still not sure if I'm satisfied with the name I came up with or the meaning behind it but I've always sucked with coming up with names so I'm not sure. Maybe I don't give myself enough credit…Anyway I appreciate your review and hope to hear from you again.
To Shadow Rave: Have no fear! I'm far from done this fic and though it may take me forever I'm pretty determined to finish it! After all I have a sequel in mind already! I'm glad you like the explanation. I try not to leave any questions behind where I don't want them but sometimes I think I get too carried away. I also figured it was time to show Link not being invincible. It's just hard because that's basically what I see him as especially with everything that he's gone through compared to everyone else. Not to mention the fact that he's versatile and excels in just about everything. I mean sword, his items (bow, bombs, boomerang, etc), magic, puzzle solving, huge enemies, etc…try going through all that and not coming out totally bad***!!
To Rini Tsukino: Hey! Always glad to see a new face (or penname)!! Especially when they leave great reviews! And you're absolutely right, I see Serra as the pain in everyone's side that they just can't get rid so it's way fun dealing with the interactions between her and others. This is one place where Link's elvish senses are a hindrance. Haha! I also plan on having a lot of fun with Matthew joining up cause I picture them having similar personalities as well. As for Eliwood and Hector…we'll just have to see. (grins)
To Xoroth: Glad you like it! I thought Link could be blended in pretty smoothly into this game and that's what led me to this fic. Nice to hear you approve as well.
To CopyZero: Hey a vote for the pairing! Haven't seen one of those for awhile, thanks! Actually I pretty much have thought of the Link pairing but I'm, still up for suggestions so you never know. I hope you continue to enjoy my story!
To Shardheart: I'm glad you found my fic and are enjoying thus far. I hope that you continue to read and if you have any suggestions feel free to let me know!
To Shadow Zeranian:I aim to please. The relationship between Serra and Link is defiantly going to be interesting. Or Serra and anybody for that matter.
To The Legend of Soul Emblem: 2 years come and gone, baby! Glad to be back. Not sure why I hyphenate thank-you, to tell you the truth. Just something I've always done I guess. Sorry if it bothers you. And my absence was church related.
To Crazymallets: Another new reader if I'm not mistaken, a thousand welcomes to you my friend! As I told Shadow Rave, making Link totally bad without overdoing is hard for me but I really appreciate the fact that you think I'm doing a good job with it. Incidentally Link will learn new things as well and get even stronger but he'll also have to face some challenges as well. Not telling what though, muahahaha! Thanks for the pairing vote, I agree with you in both cases and that's one reason why I've been having a hard time pinning it down and not just between them. We'll just have to see how things go. Hey keep up with your own writing and hopefully my fic will give you some ideas or inspiration. Let me know how your stuff goes, k?
To OnikiDD: Din's fire revelealed!! That makes all three spells now! I'm so glad tht you liked the way I brought it out. I initially thought it was kinda corny but it seems to have gotten some very positive feedback. Hope you like the way I portrayed Matthew in this chapter!
To MarronArron: I'm sorry if you think I'm portraying Sain as dumb. I don't mean it; I just have always seen him as the comic relief guy. I'm fully aware of his potential and he is going to do better, just wait and see. And don't worry Link's bow does exist in this story but I'm still trying to work out the details with his horse.
Well I think that about covers all the review responses. Once again I thank-you for all of your support and if you have any suggestions or questions feel free to let me know. I'm still accepting votes for pairings but I also want to know what your suggestions are for other character pairings as well.
Well that's my spiel for now on to the main event!
Whom She Found
Chapter 9:
Pride vs Prejudice
"WHAT?!!!!"
A large man stood towering over the soldier standing before him.
"That little girl crossed the border?!"
"Yes, Lord Lundgren. She's en route to Araphen…"
"But how?" Lundgren clenched his fists in anger. "How is it possible that she could make it this far? What about my assassins?! And the mountain bandits?!"
"Uh…a-according to our intelligence, the assassins you hired have failed to make contact at the designated time. It is believed that they have failed and could even be dead." The soldier replied. "And there have been several reports of aggressive bandit activity in various points along their path. It would appear that the bandits have also failed to defeat your brother's heir."
"She's just a girl! A barbarian nomad! Such accomplishment should be impossible for her!" Lundgren fumed.
"Perhaps on her own, yes Milord, but she has companions traveling with her including Sirs Kent and Sain. They are skilled knights, sir, and loyal to the marquess. They will surely lay down their lives before they let hers be taken."
"Hmmph. A ragtag group." The usurper grunted. "To be expected from a Sacaean brat."
"But Sacaean brat or no," He continued. "She's the only one standing in my way. She can not be allowed to advance any further! We cannot allow her to gain any support from the other lord's either. As loathe as I am to admit it, she is the first in line and the other marquises may provide her with aid."
Lundgren rubbed his beard thoughtfully, a pause descended between the two leaving the soldier nervously awaiting his lord's command.
"Ahh…what are your orders, Milord?" He ventured. "What do you want us to do?"
"Fool!!" Lundgren roared. "Send out soldiers to meet her! Hold nothing back! Do anything to finish this now!"
He clenched both fists tighter. "First the old man, and now the girl…They cling to life like a drowning man to a rock! Double the poison's strength! If he struggles hold him down and pour it down his throat! Once the girl is gone Caelin is mine. I will let no one stand in my way!"
"Yes sir!" The soldier bowed before hurrying to carry out his orders, leaving the would-be-marquess to himself.
He stared at the suns rays streaming through a high window as he thought to himself.
"If they were able to fend off my elite assassins… perhaps I have underestimated them……Bah! No matter she's still just a girl."
He growled as he turned and walked to his chambers. "She's only a girl…"
xxx
"Hahh!" Lyn cried as she swung her weapon. Her blade was blocked by her opponent who immediately countered with an attack of his own. Lyn jumped back to evade before springing forth again feinting an attack, which the armored man before her reacted too, just before she shoulder-rolled on the ground coiling like a spring and launching herself high over her opponent twisting her body and crossing her swords simultaneously allowing her to deliver a cross-slash to his back as she landed.
"Ugh…" Kent grunted as he took the blow, stumbling forward from the force. He recovered just as cheers and applause broke out around them. He turned to face Lyn who was panting heavily but grinning from ear to ear.
"Alright Lyndis!" Wil cheered. "What a move!"
"Well struck, Milady." Kent strode forward letting a rare grin appear on his face.
"*huff* *huff* Thanks Kent. *huff* That was…a good match…" Lyn replied, hands on her knees while she tried to catch her breath.
As part of her training it was decided that it would be beneficial for Lyn to spar with more people than just Link, who was currently well beyond her level of skill. Sparring with a variety of people with different skill levels and battle tactics would broaden her experience and force her to adapt to varying conditions. It was also a lot a lot of fun. Kent had volunteered himself and Sain to be the first people she spar with and they had proven to be good matches. Both they and Lyn were able to score several solid hits on each other. Sain had even redeemed himself a little bit from his numerous humiliating defeats at Link's hands and had proven to be on par with Kent in his own way.
Although Kent and Sain had the same fighting style, they each had their own way of fighting. Kent was a little faster and more calculating while Sain was stronger and put more emphasis on solid offensive blows. Their own personal twists on their otherwise identical disciplines balanced each other well and made them both a solid team.
Lyn had sparred with both of them non-stop since the Legion made camp for that night; the knights switching on and off between matches. The others had circled around them to watch as the three of them provided quite good entertainment.
"Alright you three," Link clapped as he stepped into the circle amidst cheers. "I think that's enough for one day."
"But…" Lyn was about to protest but Link shook his head.
"Uh-uh," He replied. "You know that the only thing keeping you going right now is adrenaline – keep it up and you won't be able to stand much longer."
Lyn thought about arguing the point but she knew he was right. She was exhausted and continuing on wouldn't do much good if she was to weary to travel in the morning.
"Very well…" Lyn sighed as she slowly gained more control of her lungs. She slowly stood up straight so she could return the wooden training swords to Link and then went to sit on the ground next to Florina. She stifled a groan as she sat, noticing the pain from her bruises as her battle rush ebbed away. Unfortunately for her she did not have the protective armor that the two knights did.
"Are you alright?" Florina inquired concerned for her friend.
"I'll be fine." Lyn replied with a light smile. Inwardly she was pleased with herself and the sparring matches. She was improving her proficiency with two swords rapidly and she was now capable of doing things that she couldn't do before she met Link. She still wasn't ready to fight for real yet, she had made several mistakes that would have cost her her life against the knights, but it wouldn't be too much longer before she would be.
"Forgive me, Milady." Kent walked up to her with his head bowed. "I did not mean to fight with such force."
Lyn sighed and shook her head. "Don't worry about it so much, Kent. Pain is unavoidable in training at least if one truly wants to get better."
She paused for a moment and lowered her head.
"I want to grow strong…" She continued slowly. "I must grow stronger. Strong enough to avenge my parents and tribe…strong enough to protect rather than be protected… strong enough to overcome everything in my path…"
She raised her head and looked directly at Kent. "I can't become what I want to be with you or anyone else taking it easy on me."
Lyn paused again as she stood back up. "I may be the granddaughter of Caelin's Marquess and I understand that gives me some social status - but I'm still a proud woman of Sacae and I still expect to be treated with that in mind."
Kent regarded her for a moment before nodding. "Of…course Milady, I understand."
He turned away and strode back to the fire where the others were gathering and preparing for the night. Lyn sighed again as she raised her arms to the sky and stretched out for a minute before following him with Florina right behind her.
She smiled at the scene before her as she surveyed what her companions were doing now that the sparring matches were over. Her glance first went to Link who was sitting next to Erk where the young mage was drilling the hero with questions about Hyrule and its magic while Link in turn asked him about Elibe's magic.
Wil was sitting by the fire whistling cheerfully while he fletched a few arrows and tried to get a few words out Dorcas who sat with his hands and chin resting on the butt of his axe. Serra had already retired for the night saying something about needing her beauty rest. The two Lycian knights were busy brushing their horses.
It hadn't taken very long for the league to grow from just Link and Lyn to a company of a size comparable to more professional mercenary groups. She wondered briefly how much bigger the Legion would become. Her thoughts, however, were interrupted by the now fully healed hawk that fluttered down from a nearby tree. Lyn raised her arm as the regal bird glided softly and landed on her glove. Lyndis still couldn't believe that he had stayed after his wing was healed but the fact was that the hawk seemed very attached to the Sacaean plainswoman.
"So…um…what are you going to call him, Lyn?" Florina inquired.
"I haven't decided yet," Lyn sighed. "It's still a shock to me that he's still with me on his own."
Florina giggled lightly. "He's from Sacae, too, right? I'm sure you'll come up with something, a name that will suit both of you."
The bashful Pegasus knight left her friend with her thoughts to attend to her own steed.
Lyn stroked the birds chest while she pondered her friends words. "A name that suits both of us…hmmm…"
xxx
Later that night…
Link sat beside the dieing fire next to Sain who was taking the first shift as the night watch.
"Not tired?" Sain yawned as he stoked the embers.
Link shrugged. "I just have…a few things on my mind."
"Oh? Like what?" the green knight asked.
"Our whole situation in general, I guess." He replied.
Sain nodded simply. "Ah, I can understand that."
He yawned again as he stretched out before crossing his hands behind his head and leaning back to gaze at the stars. "And it's nice to have some company."
He didn't notice Link's subtle glance at the trees behind them.
"Hmmm…yeah, company…"
xxx
"What city is this again?" Lyn asked as she looked at the crowd around her.
After a few days travel they had finally reached the city of Araphen where they hoped to procure some aid from the marquess.
"This?" Sain blinked. "This is Araphen. After Ostia, it's the second biggest city in Lycia."
"The second biggest, hm?" Lyn continued looking around "It does seem awfully busy."
"You can be sure of that, milady." Sain laughed. "Araphen is more of a commercial city than anything else so there are always people actively engaged in the buying and selling of various goods."
"All the territories in the Lycian League have military power of varying degrees but Araphen could easily be considered one of the weakest. They have a much smaller army than Caelin." He laughed as he continued. "But that being said its weakness also protects it because there's not much to lose or gain from invading."
"I see…" Lyn nodded. "By the way where is Kent?"
"He said he was going ahead to the castle, but…" Sain replied. "Ah here he comes now."
He waved to the red knight as he rode through the streets towards Lyn and the Legion.
"Milady Lyndis!" He called out cheerfully. "Let us proceed to the castle. They've prepared supplies for us. The Marquess has agreed to aid us on our journey to Caelin."
"He's going to help us?" Lyn was slightly shocked.
Kent nodded. "Yes. Araphen and Caelin have enjoyed a sturdy friendship for many years. Once I informed the marquess of our plight, he agreed to lend us his strength."
"Looks like we've got a smooth rode ahead!" Sain beamed.
"If we could pick up some soldiers, the road to Caelin would be that much safer." Kent agreed before turning to his lady liege. "I'm truly sorry for the hardships suffered so far."
"Don't be silly." Lyn shook her head. "We would have been much worse off without your help. You don't need to apologize all the time. You are very capable, Kent."
"Kent?!" Sain burst out, wanting some recognition as well. After all he and Kent were a team.
"Hm? Oh and so are you, Sain." Lyn added hastily.
Sain puffed out his chest a bit. "Of course I am! You can always count on me as well."
Kent turned his horse around. "Come, the castle awaits."
Lyn nodded and the group began making their way through the large city, mindful of the many citizens bustling around them. With so many people around they had to take extra caution not to get lost or separated in the crowd. Florina was especially nervous; her head was turning left and right so fast that it was incredible she wasn't making herself sick. She stuck close to her pegasus and tried her best to shrink into the middle of the legion, not so much the place of most comfort but rather of least trepidation.
Link chuckled to himself as he watched her out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but note how cute the frail Ilian knight looked. He was glad that Sain wasn't looking towards her at the moment for the normally philanderers cavalier was currently riding next to Kent trying, Link and Wil assumed, to make a good impression after the praise that Lyn had given his friend.
Link himself stuck closer to the middle as well, not because he was nervous but so as people wouldn't get too close a look at him or his ears. He had tucked them once again into his hat and he highly doubted anyone would notice in the flurry of the populus but you could never be too careful with things like that. Normally he wouldn't have minded having to hide his ears but at the moment he would have preferred to have all of his senses acute. It didn't matter though. With a little more concentration he could accomplish what he wanted without raising suspicion. Still it was rather difficult with so many people and noises…
"Oooohh!!" Serra squealed as if on cue and dashed towards a merchant selling jewelry.
Link winced slightly at the noise while Erk sighed before trudging after the cleric with the intent to drag her back to the group.
Link watched the mage walk off pity knowing he was in for a hellish experience. His eye caught site of another stall as he did so however. He quickly made his way over to the stand knowing he had a few minutes before Erk succeeded in his endeavor. He was greeted by the merchant as he approached, a man who crafted and sold goods of leather.
"Hey there, newcomer! What can I do for ya?"
Link eyed his merchandise for a moment before replying. "You have some nice wares here." He picked up a belt and ran his fingers down its length.
The merchant laughed. "I see you have an eye for quality, friend. You'll find no better than my goods in all Araphen." He boasted proudly.
"Really?" Link raised an eyebrow casually while returning the belt to its place and moving on to a pair of boots. "That's a pretty bold claim to make. Surely in this whole city you have some competition in your trade."
"Hah! Competition? Not for me there isn't." The merchant threw his head back in amusement. "I've been selling leather goods in this city for years and I've seen what the others have to offer. Cheap junk that won't last you through the week. I guarantee my leather to be far superior in durability as well as top of the line in comfort and pliability."
Link picked up one of the boots and examined it carefully. The boot was very well made and butter-soft on the inside. Whether or not the merchant spoke truthfully or not may have been slightly questionable but there was no doubt he was quite skilled in his craft.
"And how much, pray tell, would you charge for these?" Link indicated the boot he was holding.
The merchant took the boot from him and examined it for a moment. "Ah, fine choice indeed my friend. These boots will make a great gift to whomever it is you are buying them for."
Link eyed him for a moment, his amusement rising. "Oh? And what makes you think that they aren't for me?"
The craftsman eyed him back with a grin and gestured at Link's own boots. "Well for one those boots of yours are a different size than these and another is that your footwear has been well worn but…" he put the boot back with its pair. "By no means near ready to be replaced yet."
Link laughed and extended his hand to the man who took it in a firm handshake.
"My, my," The Hylian chuckled. "You certainly are a man of your art."
"A fine compliment my friend and let me return it by saying it's nice to meet a customer who is shrewd and calculating."
"Now then," the merchant crossed his arms again. "What can help you with friend?"
Link grinned. "I was wondering if you do custom work…"
xxx
Link returned to the group just as Erk succeeded in pulling Serra away from the jewelry vendor and they continued on there way through the city. For a moment Link was worried that the short distraction would disrupt his senses but it didn't take long for him to get passed it.
As Lyndis's Legion made its way towards the castle they suddenly noticed a slow change in the movement of the crowd. It didn't take long for it to go from normal bustle to panicked charge in the direction opposite the castle.
"What's going on?" Lyn inquired just before they heard the cries of one of the citizens.
"This is terrible! The castle is burning!!" The man cried.
"What did you say?" Sain wheeled at him shocked. "What's going on man?!"
"Smoke! It's coming from the Castle!" The man pointed behind him at a slow rising plume of smoke.
"By Elimine!" Kent gasped at the scene.
"What happened?" Lyn demanded stepping forward.
"I don't know." The man answered. "But…Hey! Who are they?! Those aren't Araphen soldiers!!"
He pointed to a group of armed men coming towards them chasing more of the citizenry away from the castle. The crowd stampeded past the Legion causing mass confusion amongst its members. They tried to keep together and avoid bumping into too many of them but they slowly drifted apart and Lyn was the first to meet the oncoming soldiers.
"Who are you?" Lyn questioned the swordsman in the lead.
"Heh." The mercenary smirked. "You! You're Lyndis, aren't you?"
"Ah!" Lyn stepped back startled. "What do you…"
"No questions! Prepare yourself!!!" The man leapt forward and thrust his sword at her.
"Hey!" Lyn quickly pulled to the side and spun slightly turning to face the man's back as he whizzed passed her, barely missing.
"Ho, nice moves but try that again!"
The assassin charged forward once more. Lyn reached for her sword but her fingers had just touched the hilt when an arrow flew passed her shoulder and felled the would-be executioner.
"What?" Lyn blinked. "An arrow?"
She looked over her shoulder to see a man on a horse wearing a bandana and an outfit of similar design as Lyn's but a brownish red color instead. He regarded her for a moment silently.
Lyn stared at him back stunned. "Who are…?"
"Milady Lyndis!" Kent charged up to her in a panic followed closely by the others. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Lyn breathed slowly while indicating the bowman on the horse. "He…this man saved me."
Kent looked at the Nomad before him.
"Thank-you for aiding Lady Lyn. May I ask your name?" Kent inquired.
The man looked at the red knight for a moment and then back at Lyn before turning to leave.
"Wait!" Lyn called to him. "Why did you help me?"
The man stopped and turned back to her. "I thought a Sacaean plainswoman was being attacked." He replied before turning back. "I was mistaken."
"No, you were right!" Lyn stopped him again. "I am from Sacae. I'm Lyn, daughter of the Lorca chieftain."
"The Lorca?!" The man snapped his head at her. "There were survivors?"
"Yes." Lyn nodded.
He looked at her again as he let this new information set in.
"You should leave at once." He demanded. "A blaze has started in the castle and it's spreading. Don't be foolish and waste the life I just saved."
"You're from the castle?" Lyn blinked. "What's happening? How severe is the fire? Is the marquess safe?"
"The castle is under attack and the marquess has been accosted." The man replied. "The man who attacked you was probably one of the marauders. As captain of the castle guard it's my duty to rescue the marquess."
"I see…you're the captain…" Lyn thought for a moment. "All right then, we'll help you."
"Milady?" Kent blinked.
The Araphen Captain eyed her, surprised. "Why?"
"These brigands are after me." Lyn spat. "If they're attacking the castle…it's because of me. So I must help if I can…"
"Hmm…so you are involved in this…"
He paused before nodding. "Let's go."
"You'll accept our aid?" Lyn smiled.
The man nodded.
"I am Rath of the Kutolah." He introduced himself. "Our tribes may be different, but I will not abandon a woman of Sacae."
"Thank-you, Rath!" Lyn bowed to him. "A thousand blessings upon you!"
"And a thousand curses upon our enemy!" Rath finished the Sacaean mantra.
"Come! Let's teach these fools a lesson." Lyn waved to her comrades.
xxx
Meanwhile not to far away a shady character in a cloak dashed inside a nearby house, grinning with excitement.
A stout middle-aged woman turned at the sudden intruder with shock and pure anger.
"You!" She grabbed a pan and held it like a sword. "What are you doing in my house?!"
"Whoa!" The man raised his hands in front of him. "Peace! I mean no danger to you!"
"What do you want?!"
"Your home offers a good view of the battle outside. I just want to watch." He smiled innocently.
The woman continued to glare at him and raised her pan threateningly.
The man sighed. "Look, I'll pay you for the privilege." He held up a sack of gold coins. "Please."
"Like a vulture waiting for the spoils, eh? Terrible!" The woman shook her head in disgust but stepped forward with an outstretched hand. "Pay up!"
The man dropped several coins into her hand. She pocketed them before lifting a trapdoor in the floor to her cellar. "I'll be hiding below so don't bother me or else." She waved the pan at him again."
"I wouldn't dream of it." He replied as he watched her disappear.
"Now then," he turned back to the scene outside. "Which side has the most to offer?"
xxx
"This is a delicate situation. With the marquess still in the castle we can't just charge the the gate and even if we could we haven't the numbers." Kent informed the Legion as they gathered together with Rath to decide their course of action. "We need a plan."
Rath nodded his agreement. "Indeed, the marquess's safety is our main concern. Once the marquess is safe my men can move in. The question is how to get to the marquess…"
The Araphen Captain thought for a moment. "Perhaps the secret passageway…"
"Secret passageway?" Lyn inquired.
"An underground tunnel leading to the throne room built for an emergency escape. It hasn't been used in awhile but I'm certain that it is the best way to handle this situation. Unfortunately opening the passageway is going to be difficult. The triggers to open the way are in the barracks."
"Head through the passage to the throne room…and rescue the marquess." Lyn repeated to herself. "Once that's done can you drive the enemy from the castle?"
"Mmmm…" Rath nodded. "If we can release those triggers, my men and I can handle the rest. There are three of them though. All three need to be released or the entrance won't open. There is one in the storage wing to the north, another in the training room to the south, and the final trigger is in the center of the barracks just after the armory and is also where the passageway opens."
"The enemy troops have taken over the barracks though and the doors inside are locked. It's safe to assume that some of the triggers have been discovered as well. If we don't get inside and finish them, we're stuck." Rath informed.
Lyn nodded in response. "So opening those doors is our first objective then. Hmmm…"
"What shall we do, Link?" Lyn turned to her friend. "Without keys forcing our way through won't be easy. Perhaps some of the marauders are carrying keys but we shouldn't rely on something so frivolous…"
Link shrugged casually. "Perhaps we should ask for some assistance from the guy who's been following us."
"What?" Lyn blinked.
The Hylian grinned. "Sorry I didn't tell you, but someone's been following us for awhile now."
"Since we came to the city?" Kent asked instantly on guard.
Link shook his head. "Actually, he's been stalking us for a couple of days now. At first I thought he was an assassin out to get Lyn, but he hasn't made any aggressive moves towards us that I could sense. I don't think he means us harm but maybe he's just extra cautious."
He shrugged again. "Either way, he may be of use to us if we keep an eye on him."
"I see…" Lyn nodded, impressed once again at his abilities. "Where is he?"
Link grinned once more as he turned to point directly at a nearby house.
Inside the dwelling the spy's mouth dropped when he saw the green clad warrior point straight at him.
"No way…" He breathed, beads of sweat gathering on his forehead.
He snapped himself out of his shock as he saw the girl coming towards him.
"Ok…" He wiped the sweat from his brow. "Guess now is a good a time as any…"
He stepped out into the light to greet Lyndis.
"Hey you! Can I talk to you?" He greeted cheerfully.
"Who are you?" Lyn inquired suspiciously.
"I'm Matthew," The man bowed to her. "I'm a specialist in…acquisitions of all kinds. If there is anything you need I would be happy to get it for you. Would you like to buy my services?"
Lyn stared at him through narrow eyes as his words sunk in.
"I've no need for a thief." She turned her head is disgust.
"Really?" Matthew grinned. "Are you sure? I can help you open the barrack doors."
"What?" Lyn turned to him in surprise. "How did you know about…"
"Bullseye!" Matthew laughed.
Lyn stared at him in silence.
"Hey, don't be mad. Hire me." Matthew grinned again and held up a set of lockpicks. "For you, I'll even lower my normal rate."
"I do need those doors opened…" Lyn muttered before sighing. "Ok, you're hired."
"Alright!" The thief cheered lightly. "Well then? Shall we?"
"Wait…" Lyn stopped him. "Why do you choose to ally yourself with me?"
"Hm?" Matthew blinked. Oh…I...uh…well I was watching the battle from up above and well, your group looked a lot more fun than the dead guy. Pretty simple really."
"You're so odd." Lyn turned back towards the rest of her comrades not entirely convinced.
Matthew rubbed the back of his head as he followed. "Heheh, it's time to get to work!"
Lyn introduced the newest member of the Legion everyone else as they approached.
"You were right, Link." Lyn smiled at her friend. "Everyone, this is Matthew. He says he can get us through those doors and he's agreed to help us out."
"Is that so…" Kent eyed him suspiciously.
Matthew merely grinned back casually, unfazed. To the side nobody noticed Serra's quick gasp of surprise at the thief's presence. That is, nobody but a certain Hylian who seemed to be aware of everything around him.
"Great," Wil piped up. "So now that we've got the door situation taken care of, how should we go about this?"
"Speed will be a key factor in this fight if we are to accomplish our goal of rescuing the marquess. If we take to long getting through to the triggers, the enemy will grow suspicious and their counter measures may be difficult to deal with." Erk stated.
Lyn nodded as she thought for a second. She had no doubts they could deal with the marauders but ensuring that they did so before they could fully retaliate was slightly questionable and they did not want to take any chances with the marquess's life. Luckily, their answer came to them in the form of one of Araphen's citizens.
"Pardon me," the man approached. "But you are Rath, the Captain of the Guard, are you not?"
Rath nodded in response.
"Ah good, here please take this." He held out a key. "I saw one of those ruffians drop this. Perhaps you can use it?"
Rath took the key and examined it carefully.
"By Father Sky…this is the key to the northern gate!" He exclaimed. "One of the triggers can be reached through there!"
"Hah!" Sain cheered. "What luck!"
Link chuckled lightly. "Well that decides our best course of action. We split up."
"Agreed." Rath nodded.
"Yes." Lyn replied as well. "I will go with Rath north along with Dorcas and Florina."
"Link…" Lyn addressed the Hylian wanting to know his opinion.
"I think I'll go with Matthew here." He indicated the thief who tried to suppress a sudden spike in his anxiety level.
"Heheh…ok." Matthew chuckled nervously scratching his hair.
Link laughed inwardly and then turned to Wil.
"Wanna come too, Wil?" He asked.
Wil grinned. "Of course."
"Great!" Link nodded. "We'll go straight through the armory, then."
Matthew and Rath were both surprised by this statement, the thief much more visibly so than the Araphen Captain.
"Just the three of you? But that would probably be where the most soldiers are." Rath stated matter-of-factly.
Link was unfazed and merely shrugged casually leaving the two newcomers slightly aghast while Kent mounted his horse.
"I guess that leaves Sain, Erk, Serra and I to take the south." He said, closing the subject on the groups.
His original intentions were to go with Matthew himself but he had full confidence that Link would do just fine keeping on eye on the thief and Link's strategic decision to put the questionable Matthew into the heart of danger would be a good test.
"Alright." Rath turned his horse. "The passageway will open close to the central trigger. Let us all finish our objectives and regroup there. My men and I will handle the rest."
"Well, then." Lyn turned to the castle. "Let's go!"
With a few vigorous battle cries (a particularly loud one from Sain) the Legion dispersed to their assigned locations leaving Matthew, Link, and Wil to themselves.
Alone at last Link turned to Matthew.
"I'm sure you understand why I paired you with us." He stated simply.
Matthew chortled lightly. "I can guess. You're Link right? When did you notice?"
"How many nights did you see me stay up with my back to you?" Link replied.
Matthew laughed nervously again. He had watched Link's back from the very first night that he had found the group.
"Heh, color me impressed…first time in years that I've been found out like that."
"I can tell, you're pretty hard to keep track of." Link laughed. "Well I'd like to continue this conversation but we have a job to do right now. But you better be ready for some questioning when this is done. And you had better be able to open the entrance."
Matthew sighed in defeat but nodded. "Guess I don't have much choice now, do I?"
"Well then," Wil merrily drew an arrow and readied his bow. "Shall we?"
The three of them dashed off towards the central barracks gate.
xxx
"Graaaw!!!" Dorcas smashed his way though a pair of lance wielding soldiers clearing the way for Lyn to cross blades with a swordsman whom she dispatched with a few quick slashes, leaving her plenty of time to dodge away from another soldier's sword.
An arrow to the shoulder from Rath halted the assailant's progress giving Florina the opportunity to finish him as she swooped by.
"Whew…" Lyn sheathed her sword as Rath approached the door to the supply wing. "So much for that."
Rath nodded while he opened the door. Inside he searched the wall for a brick with the royal crest of Araphen on it and pressed the center. A *ka-chnk* noise was heard followed by a few seconds of low grinding as the mechanism was released.
He quickly returned outside and mounted his horse again. "That takes care of the first one. Two more to go."
He turned his steed back south. "Come! Let us regroup at the central barracks gate!"
xxx
A soldier fell dead to the ground having been scorched by Erk's magical fire. The mage snapped his Tome shut in satisfaction then turned to see how the two knights were fairing. Serra was treating a minor injury Sain sustained from a bold charge through several soldiers giving way for Kent to mop up the leftovers in his wake.
"One of these days, Sain, you're going to regret your recklessness." Kent shook his head but was inwardly amused at their success.
"Well I shan't die a coward if that be the case." Sain grinned roguishly.
"No," the Red Knight sighed but then chortled lightly. "You're definitely more of a fool than a coward."
Sain laughed with his friend as Serra finished up his treatment.
"There you go." The pink haired cleric piped up.
"Now for that switch…" Kent searched around the training room for the Araphen crest.
"There it is." Erk pointed behind a rack of spears.
"Ah!" Kent depressed the trigger.
They heard the same noises that Rath had heard when he activated the first switch and knew that they had accomplished their task.
"Now we regroup and hope the others had as much luck as we did." Kent said.
xxx
"Well, now." Matthew smiled gleefully. "Unless my eyes deceive me, we just hit the jackpot!"
He, Wil, and Link were standing at the door of a small room within the armory that housed some various supplies ranging from travel food and medicinal ointments to money and travel wear. Matthew's ever treasure hungry eyes were quick to spy some locked chests as well.
The thief turned to his companions grinning and rubbing his hands together.
"Say Link!" He said knowing full well the reason why Link was with him. "Since we came all this way what do you say we help ourselves?"
Link and Wil both gave him an "Are you serious?" look.
"Huh?" Matthew blinked. "Oh come on! Don't be such a bore. We could use the stuff here!"
Still not receiving the responses he was hoping for he continued a little more desperately.
"Look, if you want to win sometimes you've got to use every means at your disposal. That's an ironclad rule! I mean war wouldn't really be war if both sides played fair."
Silence.
Matthew sighed and rubbed his eyes in exasperation.
"Yeah I know stealing's bad - I'm well aware of that… But…we're saving the marquess, right? Let's just call this an advance on our rew-"
K-CHNK
"Huh?" Matthew snapped his head to the direction of the sound to see Link breaking the lock of one of the chests.
Feeling the stares from the others Link turned to look at his friends.
"What?" He asked. "You talk too much. Are you going to help me or what? We don't have time to stand around."
Matthew's surprised expression quickly turned to glee.
"Whoo-hoo!! Treasure time, treasure time!" He leaped towards the other chest and quickly picked the lock.
Wil merely shrugged and began gathering up some of the medicine.
"Look-ee here." Link reached into the chest and held up a beautiful semi-transparent cerulean silk cloak that seemed to sparkle with a heavenly glow.
Matthew gave a low whistle while Wil looked surprised at the rare find.
"Well, I'll be." Matthew lifted a piece of the cloak and examined it. "An Angelic Robe."
"What's something like that doing here?" Wil wondered.
"What is it?" Link asked.
"You don't know?" Matthew blinked.
"Ah! Link's not from around here." Wil informed him having almost forgotten about it himself.
"Oh." Matthew nodded. "Well, it's a rare magical item said to increase the life force of the person who first wears it. To put it simply it makes it so that an injury that would kill someone before might not kill them after. They're perfect for people like me who aren't as tough as the average soldier and can't take a lot of abuse."
"Hmmm…" Link stared at the cloth in his hands thoughtfully. "Has this one been used yet?"
Matthew shook his head. "Magical items like that vanish once their magic is used up, making them even more valuable and rare."
Link smiled to himself. "In that case…" he slipped the cloak into his item bag and then brought his attention back to the job at hand.
"Alright let's wrap it up here. We still need to find that switch."
The others nodded their agreement and continued with their gathering. Matthew's respective chest contained some gold coins, a few small precious stones, and a beautiful pendant. The pendant had a gold chain and was set with a flawless round ruby that was held in place by a net of thin gold that wove around the gem in a fluid design that captivated the eye and augmented the splendor of the ruby perfectly.
Matthew's grin widened as he carefully put his treasures into his bag.
"My lucky day." He thought. "I know just what to do with this."
By this time Wil had finished gathering up what he wanted but just as he was doing up his bag he noticed a rather large sword hanging on a rack.
"What kind of sword is this?" He asked Matthew, hefting the weapon from its place of rest. The sword was of average length but the blade was shaped like a large cleaver and it weighed significantly more than a normal sword.
"Hey! That's an Armorslayer!" Matthew grinned. "And just like the name suggest it's a sword meant to be used against soldiers in heavy armor that deflect normal blades. They're a bit heavy to use against regular infantry or cavalry though."
"Could be useful, I'll carry it." Link said taking the weapon and stowing it in his magic bag.
Matthew blinked in surprise as we watched the weapon vanish into the small pouch.
"Magic." The Hylian stated simply as he left the room followed by Wil.
"Gotta get me one of those." Matthew muttered as he hurried to catch up.
The trio then continued on through the armory halls to resume their mission having already made it about half-way to their destination.
Link took point as the hallway opened up into a larger room with several soldiers standing guard.
Having faced a few opponents beforehand when they first broke through the barracks entrance the trio had already established an effective fighting formation. Link engaged the soldiers head on with sword and shield while Wil supported from behind with arrows. Matthew had settled in between the two just behind Link where he stayed low, coiled like a cat to spring out a moment's notice to lash out with is dagger.
Matthew had a unique fighting style from the other members of the legion that took full advantage of his speed and agility. He traversed the battleground using a combination of quick sprints and swift jumps of varying lengths. His attacks were as fast as his movements - either making sure he struck fatally or else mildly wounding and then pulling back before the enemy had time to counter. Matthew was able to take full advantage of the excellent distraction Link provided to pick off quite a few soldiers who only saw him after it was too late and the few that were left alive were quickly felled by Wil.
Despite Matthew being a new addition to the league the three of them made an excellent team.
"Well that was fun." Wil grinned as he watched the last soldier in the room fall.
Link nodded and flicked his sword to remove the blood before sheathing it.
"Not too much of a challenge, eh? I almost wish there were more of them."
As if on cue they heard the shouts of several more marauders approaching to reinforce their fallen comrades.
"Oh goody…" Matthew sighed.
xxx
Rath surveyed the scene around them not bothering to count the dead soldiers on the floor.
"To say that I am impressed would be…an understatement." He said slowly as he looked back to the rest of the Legion.
The others had regrouped at the barracks entrance and caught up to Link, Wil, and Matthew just as they finished up with the last of the reinforcements.
"Sorry you missed all the fun." Link smirked lightly.
"Did you find the switch?" Lyn asked.
The Hylian shook his head. "Haven't found it yet."
"And you're not about to!" A voice boomed from behind him.
Everyone looked to see a large, heavily armored knight standing before them with several other soldiers clustered around.
The knight glared at them through his visor.
"Hmmph. Lyndis and her cadre." He spat. "You arrived quicker than expected, troublesome brat."
"Release the marquess and surrender!" Lyndis demanded. "We will not harm you if you lay down your arms."
"Hah!" the Knight laughed. "You honestly believe that I'll listen to you? I, Bool, am loyal only to Lord Lundgren and his lordship will reward me handsomely if I deal with you here and now."
He hefted his lance and great shield. "Prepare yourselves!! Soldiers, ATTACK!!!!"
Weapons flashed as Lundgren's soldiers charged at the Legion.
Link and the two knights of Caelin quickly stepped forward to meet them and protect their friends behind them as the close quarters prevented them spreading out too far despite the room itself being fairly large. The soldiers had a clear advantage in numbers and positioning but the superior skill of the Legions members soon evened the odds and they slowly began spreading out as the room cleared.
Lyn found an opening and dashed forward to engage a soldier between her and the commander, Bool. She swiftly disposed of the opposing soldier and immediately launched herself at the armored knight resheathing her sword as she did. Her speed brought her close as she skillfully slid under Bool's lance thrust to strike with her favored sword draw technique. Had her opponent been a normal soldier she would have slain him in an instant, however Bool's armor was not just for show as Lyn's blade sparked across his chest plate doing little damage.
Her face hardened at the result of her attack and she was slow to react to Bool shoving her back with his large shield. Stumbling from the force Lyn fought to regain her balance before Bool could attack but the knight was not about to waste a golden opportunity and thrust his lance forward once more.
"LYN!!"
Florina's scream caught the ears of all the Legions members and their attention was turned to the attack of the armored knight far too late for any of them to react – except the one person who had seen Lyn's daring charge and was already in motion.
He appeared as nothing more than a red blur as Kent tackled Lyndis away from the iron tip of the lance just in time to receive the blow himself. The two of crashed to the floor; their momentum carrying them along further. Kent was silent as he lay still with his arms wrapping protectively around his liege. A shocked Lyn was too stunned to move until she noticed the blood pouring from a gaping wound in his side.
"KENT!!" Lyn's cried her eyes filling with panicked tears. She immediately broke free of his grasp and rolled him over on his back to see him more clearly.
"YOU SON-OF-A…!!!!" Sain charged forward with hate and vengeance in his eyes. In that instant every fiber of his being wanted Bool dead.
"Sain! Catch!!" Link called to the green knight as he reached into his bag and flung a sword across the room.
The green knight of Caelin caught the weapon mid-dash and in one fluid motion swung the blade with all his might. The Armorslayer lived true to its name; cleaving right through Bool's protective shell and inflicting a fatal wound. Coughing blood, Bool breathed his last and fell to the floor.
Sain stared hard at his corpse for what seemed like an eternity for him before Lyn's anxious cries snapped him back to reality.
"Kent! Kent!!" Lyn clawed at the bindings to his armor desperately trying to remove the impeding metal. Kent didn't speak; his eyes closed and his breathing labored. Finally able to remove his breastplate Lyn gasped at the wound he had sustained protecting her. Had it not been for his armor Kent would have been dead already and his chances right now weren't looking to good either. Almost abandoning all rational thought Lyn poured the contents of a vulneray into the wound and thrust her hands over it to keep as much of the medicine and blood in as she could. Water dripped continuously onto her hands as tears ran from her eyes.
By this time the rest of the soldiers had been taken care of and everyone hastened to aid their friends.
"Move aside!" Serra demanded shoving her way through the group. She directed her staff towards Kent and channeled her magic. The soft blue glow of her healing spell washed over Lyn's hands and she could feel Kent's wound healing. His breathing relaxed slightly as a groan escaped his lips and he opened his eyes. Everyone was silent as relief washed over them all.
"Are you alright, milady?" Kent smiled weakly.
"You…idiot!" Lyn sobbed tears of joy as she began to berate him for his actions.
"Who's the fool, now?" Sain smirked in between Lyn's rants.
With Kent out of harm's way Rath found and depressed the last trigger. A loud grinding filled the room when, with all triggers activated, the secret passageway opened in the wall.
"We've done it!" Rath declared. "Thank-you for your assistance, my men and I will handle the rest."
xxx
An hour or so later…
"How are you feeling Kent?" Lyn asked.
"I'm fine." Kent replied evenly although he still felt a little weak. He, Lyndis, Sain, and Link were all waiting in the castle to see the marquess. After Rath and his soldiers had ensured their Lord's safety they had worked on driving the enemy soldiers away and quenching the fire. Presently Rath was busy with the aftermath clean-up but said he would return to introduce them to his lord.
"You should rest some more."
Lyn was still concerned for him but Kent shook his head.
"We will soon be meeting with the Marquess Araphen. It was I who petitioned him for aid so I must be there when you meet him.
Lyn bit her lip lightly. "But still…"
"My apologies for the delay." Her thoughts were interrupted by Rath's approach.
"I will take you to the marquess now."
Lyn bowed to him. "Thank-you."
Rath led them down a hallway to the Marquess's office quarters where Lord Araphen stood looking out a window.
"Ah, it's Rath!" He acknowledged as they walked in. "You've done well to route those marauders. What a performance!"
Rath shook his head lightly in response. "Sir… if you have praise, it should be given to this group." He indicated Lyn and her friends. "They aided us tremendously in our counter attack."
"Hm?" the marquess raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"
Lyn stepped forward and bowed politely. "My name is Lyndis. I'm pleased you are well."
"Oh…It's you." Araphen's eyes narrowed. "So… you're marquess Caelin's…"
He paused a moment before he spoke. "Leave us, Rath. I would speak with this girl."
Rath regarded him for a second but silently obeyed.
"Now then… Lady Lyndis." The marquess almost sneered. "Do you know the identity of those responsible for this uproar?"
Lyn nodded. "I believe it to be the work of my granduncle, Lundgren. One of the soldiers we faced mentioned him."
"Hmmph. That's exactly right." The marquess crossed his arms angrily. "Which means MY castle has been damaged in YOUR family's petty inheritance dispute.
"My-My apologies…" Lyn replied taken aback.
Lord Araphen snorted in response and turned his head to the side as if to address the wall.
"When I heard that Lady Madelyn's daughter was in trouble, I thought to lend my assistance…" He turned his head back to face Lyn. "But circumstances have changed; I find I've changed my mind. I withdraw my offer."
Shock filled the room as a bewildered Kent started to protest.
"Marquess Araphen! You gave me your word, my lord!"
The Lycian noble turned to him.
"Your name is Kent, is it not?" He addressed him. "While it is true when you told me of your plight I agreed to lend my aid. However during that time you failed to inform me of one most vital detail!"
"What…What do you mean?" Kent was confused.
Lord Araphen indicated Lyndis. "I will admit this girl does resemble Lady Madelyn. But…" His face hardened into an icy glare. "I didn't expect to see her tainted with the blood of Sacae."
Silence filled the room as tensions spiked and tempers boiled at this unexpected declaration.
"What?!?" Lyn gasped in angry surprise; taking a step back.
Kent and Sain were both dumbfounded at the marquess's words while Link (who was standing at the back of the group) clenched his fists so tight the blood was instantly forced from his hands.
Araphen continued. "Don't you feel the marquess of Caelin would be troubled to meet this… nomadic mongrel?"
"You--!" Sain stepped forward enraged. Kent quickly seized his shoulder to hold him back.
"Sain! Hold!" He demanded before quickly turning back to the marquess.. "My apologies my lord Marquess."
"Hm…your man is poorly disciplined." Araphen sneered.
"Marquess Araphen! Please…if you would grace us with your aid…" Desperation was present in Kent's normally composed voice.
Araphen turned his back to them and crossed his hands behind him thoughtfully. "….I heard Marquess Caelin is ill and abed." He spoke slowly. "I question whether he will survive to meet this girl. In which case his brother, Lundgren, will claim his title. And…" He turned back to them. "I certainly wish to avoid trouble with the coming marquess."
"You scheming…"Sain pushed his weight forward again.
"Sain!" Kent gripped his shoulder tighter. Although he too was as angry at the marquess as his friend he knew the situation was delicate and any possibility of acquiring aid was ebbing away quickly as the conversation continued. He still had the wits about him to not endanger the situation further; he had to procure aid no matter the cost. To him it wasn't even an option to walk away without assistance.
"Milord…" Kent began.
"I understand." Lyn interrupted stepping forward. "Kent, Sain, enough. We will take our leave at once."
"Milady Lyndis!" Kent whipped his head to her. "We—
But the Sacaean noblewoman known as Lyndis of the Lorca held up a hand to silence him.
"I am proud of the Sacae blood that runs through my veins." She declared firmly. "My family, my tribe, my home…they mean everything to me. My people taught me the value of honor and truth; things I see lacking more and more among the people I meet."
She stared unflinching into Araphen's cold gaze and matched it with her own icy glare.
"No matter the situation or how desperate I may be…I will NOT accept aid from one who disparages my heritage!"
"Be warned Marquess Araphen! I will reach Caelin and I will face my uncle and I will defeat him. And when I do…you can be sure I will remember this."
With that she turned and strode with proud and elegant grace out of the room followed soon after by the two bewildered and impressed knights.
The marquess watched her disappear down the halls of the castle before angrily storming towards a nearby flask and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Bah! Arrogant child!" He muttered. "If she had shed but a single tear, I would have granted her request."
He shook his head in disgust. "We lycian nobles will never understand those prideful savages…"
"….Are those your true feelings for the nomads of Sacae, milord?" A voice from behind addressed the man.
"What?" Araphen spun around in surprise to see his captain, Rath standing in the doorway. "Oh, Rath! I didn't see you there. My comments do not reflect on you." He replied casually. "You are my captain. I'm proud of your service."
"Of course." Rath nodded understandably. "As long as we bend our knee to you, you care not where we are from."
The stunned marquess's jaw dropped as Rath continued. "But when an equal comes from my lands? What conceit."
"Rath!" Lord Araphen shouted. "How can you speak to me like that? I have treated you well have I not? I have paid you well."
"Only because I have kept you safe and been at your beck and call without question." Rath countered. "I have never stood up to your ethnocentric prejudice."
"I have treated you better than your kind deserves." Lord Araphen spat.
Rath stared at his lord hard before slowly sighing and shaking his head. "You will never understand. My service ends here."
He turned to leave.
"Rath!! Don't you dare walk away from me you Sacaean dog!!"
"And what will you do to stop him?" A new voice startled them both.
Both figures turned to see Link leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"Sir Link…?" Rath stared at him curiously.
"You - you were with that wench!! What are you doing here?" Araphen's marquess demanded. "Come to beg my forgiveness in her place?"
"Quite the contrary…" Link stood up straight and casually dusted off his white leggings. "I approve of every word Lyndis spoke to you and I would never dream of stepping in for something like that. If she wanted to she would face you directly. Not likely to happen though."
"So what are you here for?"
Link shrugged and stepped forward. "I've just come to talk with you for a moment before I catch up with the others. I'm here on my own they don't know I'm here, although they might guess."
"I have no words for you." Araphen scoffed.
Link chuckled lightly. "That may be true but I have words for you and…" His casual face turned dangerous. "You WILL listen."
Lord Araphen was startled by his gaze and unconsciously took a step back.
"Rath." Link turned to the former captain. "You have ended your service to this man and no longer have any business with him. Whether you stay or leave now is up to you but if you stay… you will not interfere."
Link finished his warning and turned his attention back to the marquess and slowly strode up to him.
"Now then…my lord marquess. I am curious to know by what grounds you think you have the right to believe and act as you do; could you please enlighten me?"
"Hmph." Araphen scoffed. "I am a nobleman of the Lycian League. I have every right, peasant."
Link laughed a cold and mirthless laugh. "Is that it? Are you serious?"
"Surely you have a better answer than that! Your birthright alone? That can't be it. Is it your standing in the League? No it can't be that, Araphen maybe large but it's a commercial city close to the border. I doubt you have any real political standing. Is it your military power and leadership? Don't make me laugh. It's obvious your soldiers can't do much of anything without Rath in charge. If so your castle wouldn't have been taking by a small band of marauders. May I remind you it was Rath's plan that saw you to safety and our help that kept the casualties low."
Link continued in his degrading rant.
"Is it the love your people have for you? That's just a plain joke. It's obvious from the way you treat people you can't have too much love for or of your subjects and I would bet you would sacrifice any number of them to save your own skin if the situation arose."
"Now let's see." The Hero of Time held up a hand and ticked off his fingers one by one as he spoke. "As a leader I guess that just leaves money and arrogance as your sole redeeming factors."
He lowered his hands. "That is just pitiful."
"How dare you!!" Lord Araphen clenched his teeth in rage.
Link smirked and in the blink of an eye he had seized the marquess and threw him across the room to land with an undignified thump on the floor.
"Oh I dare." Link replied coolly.
Rath reflexively jerked forward at Link's sudden aggression but Link glared and held up a hand to stop him.
"Now let's compare you with the woman you just declared inferior, shall we?" Link raised his digits again and indicated his first finger.
"Standing in the League. Lyndis has no interest in inheriting her title even though it makes her an equal to you by your own standing. All she wants to do is meet the grandfather she has never seen and stop her uncle who has been trying to kill her every chance he gets. Caelin is obviously of higher power than Araphen since you admitted to being hesitant standing up to Lundgren. With that in mind, should Lyn inherit she will automatically have more power than you. Well that's one for her." He left that finger up and moved to the next one.
"Military power and leadership. Lyndis first started out on her own and is a very skilled swordsman of her tribe's style. She has brought together a group of mercenaries of significant skill in a very short time and has led them through some difficult battles with odds stacked against them not to mention that it was this very group that so recently aided you. I think that's another one for her."
He carried on. "Love of her people. Now that is something that Lyndis has without question. Everyone who has traveled with her has willingly carried out everything she has asked. She firmly upholds her people's code of honor and helps everyone that she meets and will sacrifice herself for her friends. Likewise in turn her friends are willing to protect her with everything they have. Another point for Lyndis again."
"Now we get to the one thing that you have that she does not. Money." Link ticked off one finger and lowered his hands. "Lyn does not want wealth. She almost needs to be forced to take money even as payment for her aid especially from those who need it more than she does. Money is shallow and can easily corrupt the hearts and minds of many. People think that money is power and if you have it you can do anything. It seems to me that you fall into this category, Lord Araphen."
Link walked up to him and seized him by the front of his cloak to bring him back to his feet.
"Lyndis is far more worthy of the rights and powers you claim to have than you will ever be you insufferable pig. And unlike you she is humble. She knows her weaknesses and she admits them."
"You should take notes from the people of Sacae, Araphen. You may think yourself high and mighty but as far as I'm concerned…"
He threw the marquess against his desk hard. "You're nothing better than sewer slime."
Marquess Araphen staggered to his feet and glared at the young man who berated him with such impudence.
"You will pay for this!!! Guards!!" He shouted.
No one came. Link laughed again.
"You sent everyone away remember? I'm afraid you're on your own since Rath has resigned himself from your service."
Araphen glared at him and seized a sword from the wall nearby. He launched himself at the Hylian to kill him personally, a grave mistake. In a flash Link was holding the man off his feet up against the wall, the marquess's own sword pressed close to his throat.
"Is that the extent of your skill old man?" Link spat maliciously. "Pathetic."
"Now you listen and you listen well." Link fixed his deathly gaze into the now fearful marquess's eyes. "Lyndis will claim her inheritance. I'm going to see to that. And when she does you had better beg her forgiveness and pray that she accepts it."
He pressed the sword harder into his neck just shy of drawing blood. "Improve yourself here and now and you will live but if I ever find out you insulted her or did something like this again from this point on…I will kill you."
Link finished his threat and waited for a response. The marquess was visibly afraid; even though he tried to hide it, it was impossible. Link frightened far braver men than he.
"What…makes you so sure you will live to find out?" He asked nervously.
Link smirked slightly, lowered him back to the ground and then slowly pulled back his floppy hat to reveal his ears.
Marquess Araphen gasped and pressed himself back to the wall. "Demon!!! You're a demon!!!"
"Only if you give me a reason, milord." The Hylian turned to leave. His gaze met Rath's who had watched silently with mixed emotions. They regarded each other for a moment with silent words before Link replaced his cap, tucked in his ears and left.
xxx
Outside the castle Lyn and the two Caelin Knights made their way outside the city. Despite not acquiring aid from the marquess, Sain was in high spirits.
"That was well done milady!" Sain cheered. "The marquess is a lout! Don't worry about anything. We'll make it to Caelin just fine. We're all here for you! Isn't that so Kent?"
He turned to his friend who had his head bowed.
"I beg your forgiveness, milady." Kent entire being was weighed with shame.
"Why are you apologizing, Kent?" Lyn asked.
"I-I've been so concerned with seeing you to Caelin. I failed to take your feelings into account." He could not look her in the eye.
"Is that what us bothering you?" Lyn smiled at him. "Please, do not trouble yourself anymore. You have nothing to be ashamed of Kent."
Kent raised his head to look at her, still upset. "But milady…."
Lyn stopped him. "Kent, it's alright. You have put my safety above all else."
She walked to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "I have seen that."
"Hold your head up and be proud." She finished and continued walking.
"Milady Lyndis…" Kent watched her for a few minutes and then swore a silent personal oath to himself before following.
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The Legion had gathered together on the outskirts of the city by the time Link rejoined them. With daylight still available they had decided to press on and travel as far as they could before setting up camp. Serra had wanted to stay in Araphen at first but everyone agreed to leave once they found out about the incident at the castle. So they restocked on what they needed in town and made preparations to leave.
"There you are Link." Lyn called to him as he approached. "Where did you disappear to?"
"I just had to pick up something in town." Link replied casually. "I take it we're not staying right?"
Lyn shook her head. "No we must continue. The marquess of Araphen…He said my grandfather was ill. We must hurry to Caelin."
Link nodded. "I understand. Then we had best be moving."
Kent spoke up. "As we approach Caelin, Lundgren's obstacles will be more difficult to overcome." His words were grave but not crushing. "However I have vowed to see you through to the end, milady!"
"Thank-you, Kent." Lyn smiled. "I'm counting on you."
"I'm with you too!"
"Thank-you Sain."
"Don't forget us!" Wil piped up for the rest of the group.
"We're all here for you Lyn." Link grinned.
"Link…" Lyn smiled back. "Thank-you for always standing by my side. It's because of all of you that I…I will persevere! They will never break my spirit!"
Moralizing cheers roused from everyone as they resumed their trek to Caelin. They had a clear road all the way until nightfall when they decided to pitch camp for the night. Once the camp was set up, Link pulled Matthew aside for their promised talk. The thief's nervousness resurfaced at the impending interrogation but knew he couldn't avoid it.
"Well then." Link addressed the thief once they were out of ear shot. "Why don't you tell me what's going on. You obviously have some secrets and an ulterior motive, not to mention Serra seemed to recognize you as well, so out with it. And it would be in your best interest not to lie."
Matthew scratched the back of his head in defeat. "If I tell you, can you keep it a secret?"
"That depends on what you tell me." Link replied coolly.
Matthew sighed. "Well, it's like this…"
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"I see." Link thought to himself a moment once Matthew finished.
Matthew awaited his decision knowing that whatever he decided would affect everything.
"Well, I'll believe you for now." Link said finally.
Matthew sighed with relief. "So then you won't tell?"
Link shook his head. "No. I'll keep this to myself for the time being."
"Thanks" Matthew replied.
Link nodded again and the two returned to the camp. Link noticed that most everyone was around the campfire but as he approached he noticed someone else approaching as well.
"We have a visitor." He said aloud to everyone.
The new figure dismounted his horse and walked up to everyone. The light of the fire revealed a rather familiar person.
"Rath!" Lyn stood up. "What are you doing here?"
Rath's head was lowered and he replied softly. "I overheard the marquess talking to himself."
He paused for a brief moment to raise his head and declare in a firm voice. "Lyn of the Lorca…Proud daughter of the Sacae…If you would have me, I would join you. I would add my strength to yours."
Lyn blinked in surprise. "Really? But what about your position as captain?"
"Recent events have made me…ashamed of the service I have given. In serving under Araphen I have disgraced my heritage and I've lost my honor. You have made me see this."
He knelt down on one knee before her. "I told you that I will not abandon a woman of Sacae. Please accept my service."
Lyn smiled at him. "Rise up, Rath of the Kutolah. I would be honored to have you with us."
"My life is yours." Rath stood up. "And this…I want you to take it."
He held a large bar of gold to her.
Lyn stared at the gift in shock. "Gold?! It's too much. I can't accept it."
"I have no need for it." Rath replied simply, seeing that Link's words to Araphen were ture. "And if it will help you…"
"But…"
"I cannot take back something once offered." Rath closed the subject.
Lyndis stared at him for a moment before bowing her head to him. "Rath…I thank-you."
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Later on, after sleeping arrangements had been set up for Rath, Link sought out two particular people. He glanced at his surroundings and found Lyn and Florina at the edge of the camp with Florina's pegasus. Lyn's hawk was perched on her fist.
"What luck." Link grinned to himself and headed in their direction.
"Am I interrupting anything?" He asked as he walked up to them.
They both looked turned to him in mild surprise.
"Oh Link, not at all." Lyn replied.
"So it seems our visit to Araphen wasn't a total waste after all." Link stated.
"Yes," Lyndis responded happily. "We have gained a valuable ally."
Link nodded and then turned to Florina.
"How are you Florina." He asked the shy girl.
"I'm fine." She said without stammering. Although still nervous around men she felt much more comfortable around Link than anyone else especially when Lyn was around. She still kept close to her pegasus though, she wasn't completely over it.
"That's good." Link smiled again. "I have something for you."
"Wh-what?! For m-me?" Florina blushed furiously; her relaxed state shattered.
Link chuckled and withdrew the Angelic Robe he had found in the armory. "Here."
Both Lyn and Florina gasped at the gift completely stunned as Link draped it smoothly over Florina's delicate frame.
"It looks good on you." Link commented gently.
Florina's face turned completely crimson as she reflexively tried to sink into the cloak around her. As she did so the cloth began to glow a faint ethereal blue, the magic of the robe taking affect. Florina felt its warmth seep into her body and a new comfort and strength filled her frame. The light slowly faded away as the magic was spent and with it the very fabric that had once been the Angelic Cloak disappeared as well. Florina sighed contentedly at the warm feeling that was left behind.
"T-thank-you…" She breathed slowly.
"You're welcome." Link replied still smiling.
He turned to Lyn who stared at him in happy surprise, marveling at the friend she had found so recently.
"I have something for you as well."
"Huh?" Lyn blinked.
"Here." Link held up an article made of fine leather to her. "It's a shoulder pad for your hawk to perch on when he's not flying around. This way he doesn't have to ride on your arm all the time."
Lyn's eye widened with delight at the gift and she accepted it gratefully. "Thank-you, Link!"
She transferred the hawk Link for a brief moment while she strapped the pad on. It fit comfortably on her right shoulder and was held in place by a strap that went around her chest and another under her arm. Once she had adjusted it to fit she made a motion with her hand and her hawk fluttered over to land on its new perch. Lyn smiled again and stroked his chest with the crook of his finger.
"It's perfect." She breathed happily.
"I'm glad you like it." Link bowed slightly. "So have you decided on a name for him?"
Lyn smiled again. "I have. These recent events have helped me decide. I think I'll call him: Shakkar."
"Shakkar?"
Lyn nodded. "It's a Sacaen name that I think reflects us both."
"What does it mean?" Link asked.
"It means…Son of the spirited and free."
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Author's Note
Well there we go! Finally done and onward to the next. As you can probably tell I really hate Marquess Araphen and I really enjoyed Link cutting him down. I also hope you guys approve of the name and meaning. I came up with it myself so if by chance it actually means something else in another language I claim ignorance. I hope you like this chapter and the way I put it together. Incidentally that pendant that Matthew found is going to play very important much later on in the story so keep reading to find out what happens! Once again please Read and Review and let me know if you have any ideas or suggestions or just plain want to comment! I love it all and I will reply!!