Chapter 11 Narshe's Anger
Terra's Scenario
Edgar pulled the raft to the side of the ground. They finally made it out of Lethe River,
and onto Narshe fields, were a tiny stream glided pass. As he jumped into the icy cold
water, he pulled the raft to the shore. He let Banon and Terra get off before letting it
float away. Banon and Terra held their supplies. Edgar grabbed the tent bag from Terra
angrily, dropping them to the dirt. He turned to Banon, ignoring Terra questioning
gaze. "We won't make it to Narshe today. Might as well rest." He stomped towards a
forest. "I'll get fire wood!" He disappeared from sight.
Terra sighed, sitting down on a log. Banon prepared the tents, while watching her fiddle
with her cloths. Once Banon was done, he walked over to her, sitting down besides her.
"You hungry, Miss Branford?"
"...Can you call me Terra, please?" She asked, looking up at him. He smiled, patting
her back. "Sure thing, Terra."
She told him she was hungry, but Banon told her he forgot he needed a fire to cook,
then laughed as he made he way to the tent. She watched the forest for hours, her
stomach growling in pain. Finally, after hours of waiting, Edgar can out, his arms full of
wood. His face was colored in a scowl. She knew it was because of her.
Edgar dropped the wood in a pile and told Banon to start a fire. Terra walked over,
eagerly waiting for warmth and food. Banon cursed under his breath. He tried again,
but failed. "Damn!" Terra flushed from his language. Then she got up. "I..could help."
Edgar gasped. She'd use her magic for that, but not to save Sabin!?How..How..Messed
up! He glared at her and snorted. "So you'd would waste your magic on this, but not to
save my brother!?" He yelled, turning to her. She backed away. Banon rose and went
in front of him, trying to calm him. "Remember Edgar. We need her..." Edgar calmed.
Terra sighed, looking down. They..Need me? That is is the only reason he'd stop him
from hurting me? She gripped her hands. I being used...Again. Terra swallowed. Her
body began to shake, tears not far behind. She could hear Banon still talking.
"Don't hurt her, Edgar. She might not help." Banon insisted, shaking him. Edgar sighed.
Terra stepped back. "I...I am just a thing to you guys, aren't I!?" They looked up at her.
Tears were running down her face. Banon gasped, turning around to comfort her.
Terra smacked his hand away and cried. "You just want me to help you, then when I
served my purpose, you'll throw me away!" The tears were getting stronger. Banon
tried to hold her down, but she pushed him away and ran off. Edgar sighed, rubbing his
brow. Banon turned to him and said. "I'll fix this. You make something to eat."
Banon left the area to follow Terra.
Terra ran into the forest and fell to her knees. Her sobbing caught the attention of the
forest birds and owls. They watched her beat the ground with her tiny fists, pouring her
anger out. Her hands beat the ground till they bled, her skin torn. She looked down at
her hands and cried. "Why did I have to have this power?" She covered her face with
her hands and sobbed. "Because it makes you who you are." Answered the voice
behind her. It was Banon. Terra glared at him and stood, trembling at first, then walking
away. "Go a-away!" She yelled, walking faster. But Banon caught up and grabbed her
hands. "Where will you go? Figaro? Or all the way to Thamasa? They'd find you and
make you wear the blasted crown again!"
She turned and screamed. "It will be better then 'knowing' I'm being used!"
Banon sighed, rubbing his neck. "Here's the thing, Terra. We aren't using you. We just
need your help, will do everything to make sure you do that, I am sorry I have caused
you to think this. Are lives are on your shoulders, we need your help." He replied,
patting her cold hands. She turned her head, casting her amethyst eyes towards the
ground. "I...Can't help you. I am worthless."
Banon gasped. "Who tells you this, young lady?"
Her eyes glossed over, then her bottom lip trembled. "...Edgar." She cried.
"He said that?"
"...Well not exactly. But he said it with his anger...He hates me." She said, looking
back at him with her watery eyes. Banon sighed, rubbing her hands with his, soothing
her. "He does not hate you, young one. He is mad, give him time to calm." He flipped
her hands over and shook his head. Her hands were fleamy and dirty. "Let's go back to
the camp, I'll fix this right up." She smiled, nodding as he lead her back.
Edgar gazed up and faintly smiled, although the darkness hid it, he knew he was.
Terra was behind Banon, frowning, her eyes red. She...Was crying... He stood and
shook his head. As they made their way over Edgar pointed to the fire. "I..Already
made one. Meats cooking." He plopped down on the grass and watched Banon pull
white cloths out. She offered her hands. He took a brown bottle out. It was alcohol.
"Good for cleaning cuts." Banon stated, pouring it over her cuts. She bit her lower lip
and grimaced at the pain. "It..Hurts." She muttered, trying to pull away, but Banon held
her hands tightly. After his ministrations, he wrapped her hands in the cloth. He tied it
up to her elbow so her hands and fingers would get blood. He smiled. "There you go,
little one." She looked at her covered hands and smiled. "Thanks..." She glanced over
and saw Edgar watching. She quickly changed her gaze. "Is the food done?"
Banon wanted to know as well. Edgar nodded, handing them their portion of meat.
After they ate, they went straight to bed. Terra slept on the only bed roll, besides
Banon. Someone had to stand guard, so Edgar stood. He knew Banon was
too old, and knew Terra needed sleep, and he could bring up the courage to tell a
woman she had to stand guard. He stayed by the tent's opening, watching Terra sleep
soundly. Her chest rose and fell in beat. The soothing beat made Edgar smile. Her face
glowed blue in the moon light that crept into the tent through the opening. He sat down
and sighed. He looked away, unaware of Banon watching and smiling.
The next morning, they packed up and headed for Narshe. As they pass the dirt road,
asked a man riding pass with his carriage for help. The man agreed and took them to
Narshe. It saved them a day of walking. Once they reached Narshe, They got off and
headed into town. When they entered, Terra shivered from fear. Banon caught it and
walked up besides Edgar. "I think we should be careful, Edgar. Terra doesn't seem to
like this place." Edgar shrugged. "She gets scared from everything. We'll be fine."
He went ahead, confronting a guard. Terra looked up and gasped. No! She ran after
him. The guard looked up and gasped. "The witch! She's back! She's back, run!"
The people he was talking to were Edgar and Banon. Edgar laughed. What is he doing?
The guard ran pass him. Edgar and Banon turned and saw he ramp Terra, bringing her
to the ground in thump. They gasped as he punched her in the face. Edgar ran towards
him and tried to pull him off. "Get off of her!"
The guard grabbed her by the hair and looked at her swollen face. "You killed my
father! I'll bring death to you, if its the last thing I do!" Terra cried as he punched her
again. Edgar's anger spilled over. He kicked the man in the stomach, flipping him
over. He pounded the man in the face. The man cried fro help. Three men appeared,
dragging Edgar off of the young guard . Edgar glanced over and saw Terra being lifted
by another guard. She was unconscious. No!
He looked over and saw Banon being held back.
"Ya coming with me now, sir!"
Edgar growled. "I'm king Edgar! Let me and my friends go!"
The guard laughed. "We'll let you and the old one free, but not the the girl. She
murderer men here. She must pay for her crimes." He informed, snapping his fingers.
Another guard took him away. The last thing Edgar saw was a man laughing as he
threw Terra onto the back of a carriage. Then his head was covered by a bag.
The next morning, Edgar was thrown into a house. He didn't recognize it. He looked
around. "Terra!? Banon!? Are you here!?" A man came out. His face was tanned, and
he was old. His green eyes were worried. Edgar rose. "Who are you?"
The old man sighed. "You know Terra? Is she safe?"
Edgar slowly nodded, not sure if he should say anything. He told him she is with him,
well was with him, then he told him the guards took her and Banon away.
The old man laughed. "Fear not, king Edgar! If they are with the guards, I can get them
out!" The old man said. Edgar snorted. "And why would I trust you?"
The gray haired man chuckled softly. "Didn't Terra tell you about me?" Edgar shook
his head, crossing his arms. "Arvis. I'm Arvis." He repeated, walking over to the door.
"The Elder made me Tribunal so 'I' would have to decide the fate of people. Didn't let
me say no..." Arvis' face grew grim as he mention the story of how he found Terra.
Edgar didn't know how it happened, but from what Locke told him, was nothing like
what Arvis said. Edgar tried his best not scream "Hurry up!" When Arvis was taking
his time to dress for the cold air out side. When Arvis arrived from his dressing room,
Edgar was already at the door. ":Hurry, before they do anything to her-I mean them."
Arvis agreed, then they left the brick house, running down the snowy stairs an pathway.
They passed the weapon shop, then they stopped in front of a large brown building.
Ivory climbed all the way to the top, but it was dead. Edgar read the broken sign.
"Flower Shop." Edgar noticed it wasn't a flower shop, but a base for Narshe' army.
Edgar saw two guards carrying a sack. Fear engulfed him. Terra...
Then Arvis shook him and said. "Don't worry- They shouldn't have killed her with out
my saying. But..."
"But!?" Edgar pushed, waiting for him. Arvis told him to forget it and to follow him in
casually.
Once they entered, they saw men in white ponchos and fur caps. Cloths covered the
faces, keeping in as much warmth as possible. They saluted Arvis and said.
"Commander Arvis, sir. What brings you here?"
Arvis sighed, running a hand through his snowy hair. "Did you bring in a woman and a
man this morning?"
"Why, yes sir, we did. Why?"
Arvis turned his gaze to Edgar. His face was pale, his hands would clench, then
unwrap. The man frowned when Arvis didn't reply. "Sir?"
"Huh? Oh! I want them free, they have done nothing to us."
The man gasped, along with the other guards. "What!? That woman burned half our
town and killed our men. Some brothers and fathers!"
"It was not her fault. She had a slave crown on. It robs you of your thoughts, along with
control over your own body! Would you want me to punish you if that happened to
you!?" Arvis yelled. The men looked down and muttered their responses. Then the man
looked up and said. "...Fine. She is in the back..." Edgar bolted off before the guard
could continue. But Arvis stayed to listen. "She is..Uh..Um...Not in the proper state."
Arvis growled. "Why is that!?"
"They...I...We thought it was fit..To uh..Mess with..Her. Sir."
"How did you do this?"
"Um...The regular." The guard murmured. Arvis paled and ran after Edgar.
Edgar pushed pass guards and worried families. He made it pass three halls of prisoned
men and women, he scanned the faces as he flew pass. He pulled to a halt and listened.
He heard silent sobbing. Terra! He ran down the hall again and stopped. In front of him
was a small cell. It was a little bigger then five feet wide. Their was a barred window,
about two feet from the ground, keeping the cell cold. In the back, was Terra, clothed in
a simple, thin, tan shirt and pants. Her hair was down. Where was her ribbon? Edgar
sighed, walking closer. Her head was between her knees. She was crying.
"T-Terra?" She looked up and swallowed. Her eyes were full of tears. Her right face
was wet and flushed."Edgar...Is that you?" He nodded, smiling down at her. "Are you
okay?" She turned her head all the way and croaked. "No."
Edgar gripped his hands and sighed. Her left face beaten, swollen from her the guard
that took no mercy on her.
He grabbed the mental polls in front of him and tried to pull them off the wall. "I'll get
you free, Terra. I Promise."
She looked away when he failed to open the doors. "Hold on." He grabbed the lock and
tried to brake it. Dammit! Brake! He stopped, getting air into his lungs again. He saw
her shaking shoulders and screamed. "Get her out of here! Now!"
Men started to pull him away from the cell. "You don't understand!" He saw her her
watch him, her eyes tearing up again. His body felt like it was on fire. Terra...
He ripped his arms free and punched the men in the faces, throwing them on the floor
to beat, just like they did to her. No mercy. The man was unconscious when Edgar
realized what he was doing. When he backed away, the man's face was unrecognizable.
It was thrashed. Edgar fell on his backside, looking at his handy work. Other men piled
over the fallen and carried him away. Edgar looked up and saw Arvis running towards
him, with another guard. "Edgar? What happened here?" Arvis asked, helping him up.
Edgar stuttered, looking back at Terra's cell. "They..Hurt her." He replied, walking over
to her again. "They're going to let you out now, Terra." He informed her, watching her
body shiver in response. His anger flared again, but he controlled it. "Let her out!"
He harshly whispered at the guards. They hurried to the cell and unlocked the chains
and giant lock in the middle. Edgar pushed them out of the way and took his black cape
off, wrapping it around Terra's lean figure. He pulled her into a tight hug, trying to give
her his warmth. Your safe now Terra... He felt her arms go around his waist. He picked
her up and turned around. "You have better change this in the future. I do not want to
see this happen to any one else! Got it?" The men nodded, Arvis told them to free
Banon and bring him to his house on the double. Edgar held Terra in his arms, walking
behind Arvis till they made it to his house. Once they were in the house, Edgar laid
Terra down on the bed. "You'll be warm here." He pulled the blankets up to her chin
and smiled at her. She muttered under breath and nodded. Edgar fluffed her pillows,
then sighed softly when she fell asleep. Sweet dreams Terra...
He left the room, blowing out the candles.
