Chapter 14
He pulled the bowstring back. Then aligned the arrow to the target. He closed one of his eyes and let go. The arrow flew and hit the target right in the middle.
He looked over as someone clapped. The man he had just made an alliance with stood at the door.
"Well done your Excellence. The tails say elves are very skilled in archery. I see they don't lie," the blond haired man said.
Daranius studied the blond. He was quite beautiful. His long golden hair was pulled back very loosely, with a purple ribbon. Some of his hair still fell on his forehead and eyes but you could still see his blue eyes. He was wearing a long sleeved shirt that went down past his waist. The color of the shirt seemed to be a blood red. The man had belts around his waist to keep the shirt somewhat secure to his body and to also hold one small knife and his sword. The man's black pants and boots seemed to run into each other as if they were connected.
There was something about this man that made Daranius uneasy but he could not think of that.
"Benvolence? Do you remember our agreement?" Daranius asked.
"Yes I do," Benvolence answered. "I have complete alliance with the dark elves as long as I bring you your daughter."
"Good. I want her brought to me unharmed," Daranius said sternly.
"Yes your Excellence," Benvolence said and bowed. He stayed bowed and back out of the room. Once he was outside the door and far enough away that Daranius couldn't hear him. "Oh don't worry. She will come back unharmed." He started to laugh.
Trowa pulled the strap of the saddle around the horse's belly. He finished it and sighed in satisfaction. He looked up and saw Rain sitting on the hill. She had her flute in her hand. She was playing a song that caught his ears as the wind carried it. It was kind of a sad melody. He figured she played it because she mourned for her people.
Thinking of it made him think of Noin. The way she screamed for help but she would get none. He couldn't believe that she was dead.
He was brought back to reality when he didn't hear the sound of her flute anymore. He looked at where she had been sitting. She was now standing, looking at the village. He then saw Elanjila and Bromly running back to the house. They had gone into town to get food. He knew it wasn't the food that was making them hurry back.
Elanjila shouted something in elvish to Lithren and he stared to hurry Treasa, Faxon, and Lilium out of the house and onto the horses. Trowa jumped onto his horse and rode up the hill to where Rain was standing. As he came up beside her, he noticed what she was watching. There were humans and dark elves on horse back going through the town knocking over displays and people.
"Rain come on," Trowa said and held his hand out.
Rain took it and climbed up in front of him on the horse. He made the horse go back down the hill to the others.
"What's going on? I was right in the middle of my nap," Faxon complained.
"Oh shut up. You're always sleeping," Treasa argued.
"That's enough," Bromly said. The two as well as the others looked at him. "Humans and dark elves are in the town. They are looking for Elanjila and Lithren and whom they are traveling with. We had better go before they come looking here."
And with that Bromly turned his horse and rode into the forest with Pixie on the horses' head. Trowa and Rain followed right behind him. Faxon and Treasa came up behind him. He could still hear Faxon complaining. Lilium and Lithren followed them and Elanjila took the rear.
If dark elves and humans are looking for Elanjila and Lithren, then they must be looking for Rain as well, Trowa thought. I won't let anything happen to her. I'll protect her, like I should have protected Noin.
He pulled the bowstring back. Then aligned the arrow to the target. He closed one of his eyes and let go. The arrow flew and hit the target right in the middle.
He looked over as someone clapped. The man he had just made an alliance with stood at the door.
"Well done your Excellence. The tails say elves are very skilled in archery. I see they don't lie," the blond haired man said.
Daranius studied the blond. He was quite beautiful. His long golden hair was pulled back very loosely, with a purple ribbon. Some of his hair still fell on his forehead and eyes but you could still see his blue eyes. He was wearing a long sleeved shirt that went down past his waist. The color of the shirt seemed to be a blood red. The man had belts around his waist to keep the shirt somewhat secure to his body and to also hold one small knife and his sword. The man's black pants and boots seemed to run into each other as if they were connected.
There was something about this man that made Daranius uneasy but he could not think of that.
"Benvolence? Do you remember our agreement?" Daranius asked.
"Yes I do," Benvolence answered. "I have complete alliance with the dark elves as long as I bring you your daughter."
"Good. I want her brought to me unharmed," Daranius said sternly.
"Yes your Excellence," Benvolence said and bowed. He stayed bowed and back out of the room. Once he was outside the door and far enough away that Daranius couldn't hear him. "Oh don't worry. She will come back unharmed." He started to laugh.
Trowa pulled the strap of the saddle around the horse's belly. He finished it and sighed in satisfaction. He looked up and saw Rain sitting on the hill. She had her flute in her hand. She was playing a song that caught his ears as the wind carried it. It was kind of a sad melody. He figured she played it because she mourned for her people.
Thinking of it made him think of Noin. The way she screamed for help but she would get none. He couldn't believe that she was dead.
He was brought back to reality when he didn't hear the sound of her flute anymore. He looked at where she had been sitting. She was now standing, looking at the village. He then saw Elanjila and Bromly running back to the house. They had gone into town to get food. He knew it wasn't the food that was making them hurry back.
Elanjila shouted something in elvish to Lithren and he stared to hurry Treasa, Faxon, and Lilium out of the house and onto the horses. Trowa jumped onto his horse and rode up the hill to where Rain was standing. As he came up beside her, he noticed what she was watching. There were humans and dark elves on horse back going through the town knocking over displays and people.
"Rain come on," Trowa said and held his hand out.
Rain took it and climbed up in front of him on the horse. He made the horse go back down the hill to the others.
"What's going on? I was right in the middle of my nap," Faxon complained.
"Oh shut up. You're always sleeping," Treasa argued.
"That's enough," Bromly said. The two as well as the others looked at him. "Humans and dark elves are in the town. They are looking for Elanjila and Lithren and whom they are traveling with. We had better go before they come looking here."
And with that Bromly turned his horse and rode into the forest with Pixie on the horses' head. Trowa and Rain followed right behind him. Faxon and Treasa came up behind him. He could still hear Faxon complaining. Lilium and Lithren followed them and Elanjila took the rear.
If dark elves and humans are looking for Elanjila and Lithren, then they must be looking for Rain as well, Trowa thought. I won't let anything happen to her. I'll protect her, like I should have protected Noin.