Distraught



"What kind of questioning takes this long?" Nadine demanded, "It's been several days. You don't think they've....no they wouldn't imprison her she's just a girl, a baby she-" "Calm down?!" said Warren, "You're worrying isn't going to change anything. We have to wait." "Wait?" said Nadine, "For what? Our daughter's body to come home in a little cube, burned to ashes? Warren you have to do something!" "What do you want me to do?" Warren asked folding his arms, "March up to the gates and pound on the doors, demand that our daughter be given back immediately?" "It would be a lot better than simply doing nothing." Nadine wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry Warren, but I can't help it. She's just a baby and she isn't well. We've...already lost one child. I do not want to lose anymore."


Warren was trying to console his wife as a messenger entered the room, the same one who had come to them telling them that Dilandau wished to see their daughter Gwendoline. "W-Where's our daughter," Nadine asked, pulling away from her husband. "At the fortress Vione," replied the messenger. "How long does Dilandau plan to keep her there?" Warren asked, more composed than his wife.


At first the messenger did not respond, but he finally spoke, slowly saying, "It has been requested that Gwendoline stay with Lord Dilandau." "Yes, but for how long?" demanded Nadine. "Indefinitely," the messenger finished quietly. Nadine put her hands to her mouth. "In-Indefinitely," Warren repeated incredulously, "that...that can't be. We were told that she was only wanted for questioning, he can't just keep the girl against her will, she-" "She has agreed," the messenger cut in, "to stay with him. I'm sorry but that's the message I was told to deliver. I must be going." "Wait!" cried Nadine running after him, "When can we see her? We're her family. She needs us, I've said that the girl's not well. She needs me, I'm her mother. He can't just-" "He can and he has," said the messenger, stopping. "Listen to me, I'm sorry to have to bring you this kind of news but, when someone as high up in the Zaibach empire as Dilandau Albatou wants something, namely your daughter, odds are he's going to get it. And in those instances, there's always people, like yourselves, who get hurt. I really am sorry." Nadine didn't try to stop the messenger this time as he walked away.


Warren walked slowly up to his wife, who said nothing, only standing quietly still. "Nadine?" He asked touching her shoulder, "Are you okay?" "I've just been told that my daughter is never coming home," she responded tearfully, "do you think that I'm okay?" Warren gave no reply and Nadine turned and headed down the hall. "Franchesca!" she shouted. A servant woman came running, "Yes mistress?" she asked. "Bring me my cloak and tell Marcus to bring our fastest horse to the front of the house." "Yes mistress," the woman said and ran off.


"What are you doing?" Warren asked as Nadine put her cloak on, "You can just go there and expect them to hand Gwendoline over to you. What's worse, you could be putting yourself in danger." "Well, I've waited long enough Warren," said Nadine as she marched out the door, "I'm going to get my baby and bring her back." "No, Nadine," Warren said stopping his wife. Marcus rode around with the horse


"Think about this, I mean really think," he continued, "the messenger said that Gwendoline agreed to stay." "We can't believe some Zaibach stooge!" Nadine shouted, "I've never trusted or believed anything those people have said. They pretend friendship and then burn villages and kingdoms to the ground." Nadine mounted. "I'm going there, Warren. I'm going to bring my child home!" And with that, Nadine rode away.


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When Gwendoline had awakened, she was surprised to find that Dilandau wasn't in the room. He had been for the few times that they were together. Gwendoline spotted a note near her, it read:


I had to go away on business, and

I'll be away for a few days.

Try to be good while I'm gone.

I wouldn't want to find the whole

place in ashes.


Dilandau


Gwendoline rolled over and got out of bed. She left her clothes where they lay and left to take a bath At the same time, a rider was approaching the fortress. The guards came forward to greet the rider. "State your business!" the first one demanded. The rider dismounted slowly pushing back their cloak to reveal the face of a worried, but determined mother.


I'm here," she said steadily, "To see my daughter, Gwendoline. Where is she?" "Listen," the second guard said, "You aren't allowed into Vione unless you've been given permission to enter, or your presence has been requested." "Fine," said Nadine, "I'll wait. Send her out here." "You can't wait here!" the first guard said gruffly. "Loitering is expressly prohibited." "I'm not loitering," Nadine said through clenched teeth, "I'm waiting. Something you've people have had me doing, since my daughter was taken. Now, someone bring me my daughter and I'll move but until then, I'm not leaving this spot."


The guards then tried to force Nadine away, which they found a daunting task, since the woman would dodge and fight and even bite them when they tried to move her. Finally sick of her antics, one of the guards hit the woman across the face knocking her down. More violence would have followed if not for a specific shadow that fell across the women where she lay sobbing. "Help her up, and inside," the voice ordered coolly. "Yes Lord Folken," the guards said helping Nadine into the fortess Vione.


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