A/N: Ok this is longer than the last chapter and a bit less violent, it's a
bit of a boring chapter because it's like one of those chapters that's in-
between things happening. Anyway keep r/r-ing. This might be the last
update for a month because I am going to Vietnam in three days!!!! Yays!
Anyways, love you all and hope you like it.
Blessed Be
Luv Seraya
~* Chapter 2 *~
The clatter of hooves on the long rode to the main house told Ellie that her husband had arrived home. She checked around the house one last time to make absolutely sure that nothing was out of place and so therefore Sir Ralph would never suspect her of fighting, and killing, the raiders.
Lady Ellaria surveyed her reflection; she looked the perfect lady in a pale pink gown with a sheer white overlay and her blonde hair piled neatly in an array of curls atop her head. Rushing downstairs she flung the door opened and welcomed her husband.
Truth be told Ellie would rather be anywhere than being Sir Ralph's wife. They had met in court after she had just left the convent and married when she was 17 and he was 28. At nighttime she would sneak out and visit her lower class friends in the city and it was they who taught Ellie how to fight.
"How did everything go in Corus?" she inquired politely, sending one of the servants to fetch tea. They had all meekly returned a week later following the attack from the raiders.
"Oh, yes, quite well darling." Sir Ralph rubbed his forehead wearily. "Mithros I'm worn out though. I'm looking forward to simply staying at my home for an extended period; just to rest."
"And not simply to enjoy the company of your wife?" asked Ellie dryly
"Why of course! I miss you more than anything when I leave, now tell me Ellie, is there much trouble with raiders in Warburton?"
"Oh a little, certainly not at our house though," she added quickly, knowing full well that everyone would be mortified if they knew she fought. "They wouldn't dare, not with you being master here." She hoped flattery would dull any suspicions he had.
"Oh you do flatter me dear," he said with a laugh. Clearly blatant flattery had won him over.
"Would it be alright if I took a trip down to Corus myself sometime soon.?"
"Well, why would you want to go down there?" Sir Ralph was not a jealous man by any means, however he was known to be slightly overprotective of his wife.
"I want to see some friends, that's all," she snapped. "Now, darling I'm very pleased your home but I really must go for a ride I have been cooped up all day awaiting your return. I hope you understand."
Not giving him a chance to reply she swept out of the room with her mind set on the fact that she would visit her friends in Corus and her overbearing husband could do nothing against that.
*****
When Ellie reached the stables she opened the long wooden box, inside was her pride and joy. Her long double edged broadsword, light in weight and elegant in appearance; the hilt decorated with emeralds and sapphires. Ellie lifted it out of the box and strapped it around her waist. Even she didn't trust the woods in Warburton and it was supposedly her home.
"Oh, good day Lady Ellaria," said a male voice behind her. She turned and saw it was the stable hand, Marc. A handsome lower class boy with dark brown hair and the most dazzling green eyes Ellie had ever seen.
"Good afternoon Marc, how goes it?"
"Fair to good ma'am, can't complain on a day as beautiful as this,"
"So true, would you tack up Trianna for me?" she asked, referring to her black mare.
"Of course ma'am," he bowed and left to ready her horse.
"How long is my Lord back for?" he asked inquisitively while still preparing Trianna
"Oh, about a month or so I believe, I still have not told him my news."
"Ma'am it's none of business but I think you should tell him soon,"
"Yes, yes, I suppose I should. But, oh Marc, what if he finds out the truth?"
Blessed Be
Luv Seraya
~* Chapter 2 *~
The clatter of hooves on the long rode to the main house told Ellie that her husband had arrived home. She checked around the house one last time to make absolutely sure that nothing was out of place and so therefore Sir Ralph would never suspect her of fighting, and killing, the raiders.
Lady Ellaria surveyed her reflection; she looked the perfect lady in a pale pink gown with a sheer white overlay and her blonde hair piled neatly in an array of curls atop her head. Rushing downstairs she flung the door opened and welcomed her husband.
Truth be told Ellie would rather be anywhere than being Sir Ralph's wife. They had met in court after she had just left the convent and married when she was 17 and he was 28. At nighttime she would sneak out and visit her lower class friends in the city and it was they who taught Ellie how to fight.
"How did everything go in Corus?" she inquired politely, sending one of the servants to fetch tea. They had all meekly returned a week later following the attack from the raiders.
"Oh, yes, quite well darling." Sir Ralph rubbed his forehead wearily. "Mithros I'm worn out though. I'm looking forward to simply staying at my home for an extended period; just to rest."
"And not simply to enjoy the company of your wife?" asked Ellie dryly
"Why of course! I miss you more than anything when I leave, now tell me Ellie, is there much trouble with raiders in Warburton?"
"Oh a little, certainly not at our house though," she added quickly, knowing full well that everyone would be mortified if they knew she fought. "They wouldn't dare, not with you being master here." She hoped flattery would dull any suspicions he had.
"Oh you do flatter me dear," he said with a laugh. Clearly blatant flattery had won him over.
"Would it be alright if I took a trip down to Corus myself sometime soon.?"
"Well, why would you want to go down there?" Sir Ralph was not a jealous man by any means, however he was known to be slightly overprotective of his wife.
"I want to see some friends, that's all," she snapped. "Now, darling I'm very pleased your home but I really must go for a ride I have been cooped up all day awaiting your return. I hope you understand."
Not giving him a chance to reply she swept out of the room with her mind set on the fact that she would visit her friends in Corus and her overbearing husband could do nothing against that.
*****
When Ellie reached the stables she opened the long wooden box, inside was her pride and joy. Her long double edged broadsword, light in weight and elegant in appearance; the hilt decorated with emeralds and sapphires. Ellie lifted it out of the box and strapped it around her waist. Even she didn't trust the woods in Warburton and it was supposedly her home.
"Oh, good day Lady Ellaria," said a male voice behind her. She turned and saw it was the stable hand, Marc. A handsome lower class boy with dark brown hair and the most dazzling green eyes Ellie had ever seen.
"Good afternoon Marc, how goes it?"
"Fair to good ma'am, can't complain on a day as beautiful as this,"
"So true, would you tack up Trianna for me?" she asked, referring to her black mare.
"Of course ma'am," he bowed and left to ready her horse.
"How long is my Lord back for?" he asked inquisitively while still preparing Trianna
"Oh, about a month or so I believe, I still have not told him my news."
"Ma'am it's none of business but I think you should tell him soon,"
"Yes, yes, I suppose I should. But, oh Marc, what if he finds out the truth?"