My Burden
By Elven Warrior
Disclaimer: I own nothing other than the plot, perhaps. The characters are not mine, save for the ones that I have created.
Chapter Three Bought
They walked over to a small table that was set up behind the platform. There sat the man that was responsible for her imprisonment and another in a brown cloak. The one man had taken money from the disguised person and was recording something in a book. He stopped doing whatever it was he had been doing and looked at her. He smiled, most likely because of the amount of money he had received from selling her, and stood. "Here you are, my good Sir," he said. The man turned and looked at her, and lowered the hood of his cloak. It revealed a tall, blonde Elf, with green eyes. She was surprised at this. She had not expected her owner to be an Elf, but most likely a pathetic excuse for a human being. He said nothing, but only stared at her. "She is all yours," said the man. "Here, take this. You'll need it," said the other man, who had dragged her out from the cage. He handed the Elf the chain and proceeded to tie her hands together. She only looked down in her humiliation. The Elf nodded, turned, and began to walk away, tugging the girl behind her. They walked back through the town, the way that she vaguely remembered coming in. He walked her through the gates and out of the town to a grouping of trees where two horses stood grazing. It was in this place that set down her chains and pulled something in a bundle out of one of the packs on one of the horses. "My dear child, what is your name?" he asked in a gentle voice. "Laidacilien," she said quietly. "Laidacilien, what a lovely name. I will remove these chains as long as you promise not to run away. I mean you no harm." "I promise." "Good," he said as he removed the chains that bound her. He cast the chains to the side and handled her the bundle. "Wear this cloak, for it is growing colder and is to rain soon." She took the bundle and unfolded it. It revealed a large, dark blue, cloak. She put it on and fastened it around her shoulders. "Now, come, for you shall ride a horse for the rest of our journey," he said as he took the darker colored of the two horses and led it towards her. "I am to ride?" she asked with a look of confusion on her face. "Well of course you are. What kind of a person would I be if I were to ride such a long journey while a lady as magnificent as yourself was made to walk? My dear, I am not like those other beings that you saw today." "I just thought that." she was cut off in mid sentence. "You thought that the slave should be made to walk? My dear Lady, I am not your master!" "Then why, if I may ask, was your purpose in buying me, My Lord?" she asked with curiosity. He looked at he and smiled. He let out a brief laugh and then said, "My dearest Ladiacilien, you have no master truly. I bought you in hopes of finding a suitable bride for my Lord, for it is near time that he should wed. I have high hopes for you two, you should get along quite well."
Disclaimer: I own nothing other than the plot, perhaps. The characters are not mine, save for the ones that I have created.
Chapter Three Bought
They walked over to a small table that was set up behind the platform. There sat the man that was responsible for her imprisonment and another in a brown cloak. The one man had taken money from the disguised person and was recording something in a book. He stopped doing whatever it was he had been doing and looked at her. He smiled, most likely because of the amount of money he had received from selling her, and stood. "Here you are, my good Sir," he said. The man turned and looked at her, and lowered the hood of his cloak. It revealed a tall, blonde Elf, with green eyes. She was surprised at this. She had not expected her owner to be an Elf, but most likely a pathetic excuse for a human being. He said nothing, but only stared at her. "She is all yours," said the man. "Here, take this. You'll need it," said the other man, who had dragged her out from the cage. He handed the Elf the chain and proceeded to tie her hands together. She only looked down in her humiliation. The Elf nodded, turned, and began to walk away, tugging the girl behind her. They walked back through the town, the way that she vaguely remembered coming in. He walked her through the gates and out of the town to a grouping of trees where two horses stood grazing. It was in this place that set down her chains and pulled something in a bundle out of one of the packs on one of the horses. "My dear child, what is your name?" he asked in a gentle voice. "Laidacilien," she said quietly. "Laidacilien, what a lovely name. I will remove these chains as long as you promise not to run away. I mean you no harm." "I promise." "Good," he said as he removed the chains that bound her. He cast the chains to the side and handled her the bundle. "Wear this cloak, for it is growing colder and is to rain soon." She took the bundle and unfolded it. It revealed a large, dark blue, cloak. She put it on and fastened it around her shoulders. "Now, come, for you shall ride a horse for the rest of our journey," he said as he took the darker colored of the two horses and led it towards her. "I am to ride?" she asked with a look of confusion on her face. "Well of course you are. What kind of a person would I be if I were to ride such a long journey while a lady as magnificent as yourself was made to walk? My dear, I am not like those other beings that you saw today." "I just thought that." she was cut off in mid sentence. "You thought that the slave should be made to walk? My dear Lady, I am not your master!" "Then why, if I may ask, was your purpose in buying me, My Lord?" she asked with curiosity. He looked at he and smiled. He let out a brief laugh and then said, "My dearest Ladiacilien, you have no master truly. I bought you in hopes of finding a suitable bride for my Lord, for it is near time that he should wed. I have high hopes for you two, you should get along quite well."