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A/N: The next two or so updates will probably take some time getting up, because I have dreadful finals to study for!

A/N 2: I'm lazy and didn't feel like writing this, but "The Elf" has also forgotten everything.

Chapter 13

"Beautiful day isn't it?" my betrothed said, taking a deep breath of crisp spring air.

A man with a cart ran by us sending dirt swirling into the air, "If you call dust flying up in your face beautiful, than so be it."

He laughed jubilantly, as he snaked a comforting arm around my shoulder, "You're obviously not fond of marketplaces."

"I try to avoid them as much as I can. They stink of pigs, men and rotting fruit."

A light smile tugged on his lips, "Seriously, Endolf will you ever learn to be an efficient wife?"

I crossed my arms, my lips pursed into a thin line, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You hate to cook, clean, give me," he coughed, "Favors, and now I've just learned you dislike shopping. I'm afraid I've proposed to a man."

"My, Dation! I didn't know you were so queer," I stated histrionically.

"Then queer I must be, since I'm mad for you," he flirted, pulling me close to him.

I peered up into his chestnut eyes, wanting to tell him the truth. I wanted to tell him that I wasn't mad for him. I wanted to tell him that I'd never truly love him. I wanted to tell him so badly, that I felt no love for him. I opened my mouth to speak, "Dation, I need to tell you something."

"What do you want to tell me?" he asked, that beautiful smile never leaving his face.

"I-I wanted to say that-," another horse whinny cut off my sentence again.

An ornate carriage pulled up to the both of us, its ivory doors shimmering in the sunlight. A girl two years older than I stepped out the ostentatious transporter, her green eyes gleaming at the both of us.

"Endolf," she said with a disdainful look on her face, "It has been quite some time since we last met. Well met, indeed," she kissed my cheeks with fictitious demeanor.

"Wyn, my lady," I bowed mockingly.

Wyn smirked as she cooled herself with a mauve fan, the numerous lavender ribbons in her black hair blowing gently. Her mossy eyes looked over my fiancé generously, as she curtsied, "'Tis always a pleasure to meet a foreigner. Especially one who is so," she looked at me, choosing her words carefully, "Comely."

"It is a pleasure my lady," he bowed graciously, as a desirous look exchanged from him to her. She was a striking beauty, even underneath the myriad layers of purple ribbons and petticoats. Wyn fluttered her thick eyelashes. "So are you two traveling together as friends?" she asked.

"No," he said, "We're set to be married."

That was one time I was happy, no elated, for him to say that. Wyn, the wench, finally had something she couldn't obtain.

I agreed with his statement, a slight smile on my face, "Indeed, we will be married soon. I daresay with all the harridans, I'm sure you know of one, running around, we must be wed quickly."

Wyn glared at me, her fan breaking, "Ah! Silly me, wenches are afoot."

"I'm sure they are," I nodded politely.

Wyn flustered, "So have you heard the rumors?" she asked, changing the subject quickly.

"What rumors?" Dation asked.

"The Orcs, of course. I believe they have gone mad, well, more than usual."

"What have they been doing?" I cringed lightly.

"Well, I have heard that they have been plundering, pillaging and killing whole villages, one by one. All in this general area too. They are like some kind of ghost army."

"Are we safe here?" my betrothed asked, holding on to my hand tightly.

"Safe? We are more than safe," she piped coltishly, "This is such a small village and not even Orcs would dare to come this close to the forest. Well, I will take my leave. I must have my dress fitted for the festival, and I know I will be crowned Goddess of the Spring this year. Endolf," she acknowledged me briefly. "Dation," she held out her hand so he could kiss it, "Very nice to meet you as well. I hope we see more of each other soon."

He kissed her hand, and bid her a good day.

"Ta!" she waved excitedly, as the carriage went from our view.

"Interesting girl," Dation said fondly.

"She's a harlot," I said simply, before walking off.

I slept alone that evening, just how I liked it. No tiresome seduction tricks, no awkwardness, no compromising positions, no nothing; honestly, I felt a bit alone. I missed his warmth, and his arms, I even missed his annoying snores that kept me awake time and again. I sat up in the darkness, wrapping a sheet around myself. Everything was perfect, and the night was beautiful, yet something--something was amiss. I stared outside the all too familiar window and there were shadows, lurking in the confines of the barn.

I sighed and walked out the house, "The horse must be restless again," I mumbled.

But instead of horse whinnies and clomping hooves, I heard voices, rough, breathless grunts from inside the stable.

I rolled my eyes, knowing what was going on, "Promiscuous fools." I turned on my heels ready to head back when I heard a long exasperated sigh, "Dation."

I stopped abruptly, a sense of dread filling my heart as I flung the barn door open. And there he was on top of her like some dog in heat, and there she was red and flustered like a whore in the hay. I just stood there in a sense of shock, the same sense that I had when my father died. But this time, my heart was breaking for I had started to come to love him. Dation, my Dation was taken by the witch, the whore, and my enemy, Wyn. They scrambled up clumsily, as they reached for their clothes. Nothing could hide their nakedness now. I felt betrayed and hurt. I no longer wanted anything to do with him.

Tears stained my cheeks as I managed to choke out some words, "D-dation, how could you?"

I ran out angry, and truly furious. I didn't even hear him call my name. My eyes were blurred with hot tears as I felt two arms grab me. "Endolf, please let me explain."

I wiped my tears, and slapped him, "Don't you ever touch me again! I hate you."

He wouldn't stop following me, "Endolf, let me explain," he said once more.

"What's there to explain? Tell me, Dation what is there to explain?!"

He was silent.

I laughed in disbelief, "The wedding's off. I no longer want to be with you, be your wife, or even be associated with you. You have shamed and disgraced me, and yourself."

"Endolf, no I beg of you," he grabbed me and held me close to him.

I struggled be free of him, "You have just lain with another woman, and then you look at me with loving eyes?! You bastard, you are nothing to me anymore. I want you out of my house and I never want to see you again."

I pushed him away and ran.

I never saw him again--I never saw that amber eyed snake again.

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