Luke was in too much shock to move. He didn't fight back when Leif tackled him. He didn't resist when the psychotic barbarian chained his hands behind his back. He didn't struggle when he was dragged into the dungeons. He just saw Lindal! His big sister! But why wasn't she helping him? Why wasn't she pulling the king off him? Why wasn't she telling the barbarian to let him go? Why wasn't she looking at him? He knew the answer. He just didn't want to let himself know. She wasn't on his side. Not this time.
Gers snarled when he noticed that Lindal was rooted to the spot. We finally find him and she wont even move?
When she said his name with recognition it was unnerving to say the least. When he said her name back it was even more of a shock.
He couldn't think about this now. He snarled again and flung the bastard against a tree.
Leif struggled into a standing position. He couldn't fight Luke. He wasn't strong enough. But he'd be damned if he'd let him kill Jasmine. He looked at the spot where Luke had just been and saw a tree. His head was spinning. He glanced around and saw a thousand Lukes and a thousand Jasmines. He felt something warm dripping down his face. Blood. He must have hit his head. He had to protect Jasmine! He stumbled and lost his footing. Then he heard a voice cry "Luke?"
He forced himself up again.
He heard Luke cry "Lindal?"
Then Leif flung himself at Luke and brought the both of them to the ground. Luke didn't struggle.
Suddenly Luke was gone.
Leif didn't care. He dragged himself over to jasmine and laid his head on her stomach right over Anna and passed out.
Jasmine heard a lot of commotion but could make sense of none of it. She could make out two words though. Two words that thoroughly confused her more so than ever before.
"Luke?"
"Lindal?"
Then more commotion. Then there was something warm, wet, heavy, and oddly comforting on her stomach.
Jasmine then blacked out and heard no more.