A/N: Ok, I just had an idea for a story and decided to write it down. This
is the result. It is set in Tortall, which belongs to the wonderful Tamora
Pierce but in this chapter the characters belong to me. Please, PLEASE
r/r!!!!!!!!!!!
Luv Seraya
*~Chapter 1~*
Ellaria felt her arm scream in pain as the large man swung his sword downwards meeting hers with the clear ring of metal to metal. Quickly switching arms she attacked, this man was no swordsman, which she was glad of for she was so champion with the sword either. Ellie's sword slithered down and sent the mans sword flying, without thinking she ran him through, wiped the sweat off her forehead and ran back downstairs. Hiding behind a large ornate table she ripped the bottom half of her skirt off making it easier for her to fight.
She spied another of the intruders, sneaking up behind him she lashed out with her foot causing him to fall to the ground, as another man tried to grab her from behind she swung around and landed a strong punch in his nose, also sending him sprawling to the ground.
Drawing her sword she killed the last two intruders quickly and mercilessly. Shaking with exhaustion, Ellie sat down and rested her head in her hands. Violently cursing her absent husband and weak servants.
Had her husband Sir Ralph of Warburton not left the previous week then none of this would have happened. She looked around her large house in disgust, everything was a mess, furniture tossed everywhere and blood staining the carpet. And she would have to wait another week before the servants dared to return, having fled when the castle was attacked by raiders. With a weary sigh Ellie began clearing the mess away, it would be a long arduous task
It always struck her as strange that someone with her upbringing should be leading such an opposing double life.
Luv Seraya
*~Chapter 1~*
Ellaria felt her arm scream in pain as the large man swung his sword downwards meeting hers with the clear ring of metal to metal. Quickly switching arms she attacked, this man was no swordsman, which she was glad of for she was so champion with the sword either. Ellie's sword slithered down and sent the mans sword flying, without thinking she ran him through, wiped the sweat off her forehead and ran back downstairs. Hiding behind a large ornate table she ripped the bottom half of her skirt off making it easier for her to fight.
She spied another of the intruders, sneaking up behind him she lashed out with her foot causing him to fall to the ground, as another man tried to grab her from behind she swung around and landed a strong punch in his nose, also sending him sprawling to the ground.
Drawing her sword she killed the last two intruders quickly and mercilessly. Shaking with exhaustion, Ellie sat down and rested her head in her hands. Violently cursing her absent husband and weak servants.
Had her husband Sir Ralph of Warburton not left the previous week then none of this would have happened. She looked around her large house in disgust, everything was a mess, furniture tossed everywhere and blood staining the carpet. And she would have to wait another week before the servants dared to return, having fled when the castle was attacked by raiders. With a weary sigh Ellie began clearing the mess away, it would be a long arduous task
It always struck her as strange that someone with her upbringing should be leading such an opposing double life.