Chapter 5
The door opened again, and Izhera looked at the young so called 'Dragon Slayer' who intered. He had dirty blonde hair, and large blue eyes, like a child's. "Lord Folken sent me to guid you to your quarteres." his voice showed little fear, but Izhera could see it was all show. "Alright," she said standing, watching the boy. "Lead on." They walked through steel passage ways, her chilers echoing off the walls. They walked in silence. The youth often glanced at her, as if he felt she would do something.
For her own part Izhera looked at all the doors they passed, some were open, and some werent. She knew she'd find out what was behind the closed doors before she left. "Lord Folken said you were found in the street market, after bitting Lord Dilandul. Is this true?" She looked at him, "I did bite this Dliandual, after he draw his sword against me." "Than why did you bite Migule, he did nothing to you." "He got in my face, and ran a dagger down my arm. He acted arigant and rude. Just because I am a woman, it doesn't mean I'll be treated less than anyone around me." He was silent for some time, she could tell he was thinking about what she'd said. He stopped with out warning, in front of a steel door. "We're here," he anounced, looking at her. The door opened when the blue eyed Dragon Slayer pressed a button on the wall. Izhera looked into the room, and followed him into it. She looked at the dresser, bed, night stand, and few other things here and there, one thing she notest was a mirror. "This is where you'll be staying." She looked at him, and than at the room again. "Thank you for leading me here. We were never inrodused. I am Izhera," she says holding out a hand to him. "Chesta, one of the Dragon Slayers," he answered taking it. She looked at the bed, seeing some garments there, she questioned him about them. "You will wear those when Lord Folken has you do something." "Why can't I just wear what I'm wearing now?" "There are rules here, that must be followed. I still don't understand all of them, but if you want to get by, you follow them anyway."
She noded. Watching him. "I have to go," he said looking away form her gase. "Alright, good-bye, Chesta." "Good-bye, Izhera." and with that he walked out, his cheeks a blazing red.
The door opened again, and Izhera looked at the young so called 'Dragon Slayer' who intered. He had dirty blonde hair, and large blue eyes, like a child's. "Lord Folken sent me to guid you to your quarteres." his voice showed little fear, but Izhera could see it was all show. "Alright," she said standing, watching the boy. "Lead on." They walked through steel passage ways, her chilers echoing off the walls. They walked in silence. The youth often glanced at her, as if he felt she would do something.
For her own part Izhera looked at all the doors they passed, some were open, and some werent. She knew she'd find out what was behind the closed doors before she left. "Lord Folken said you were found in the street market, after bitting Lord Dilandul. Is this true?" She looked at him, "I did bite this Dliandual, after he draw his sword against me." "Than why did you bite Migule, he did nothing to you." "He got in my face, and ran a dagger down my arm. He acted arigant and rude. Just because I am a woman, it doesn't mean I'll be treated less than anyone around me." He was silent for some time, she could tell he was thinking about what she'd said. He stopped with out warning, in front of a steel door. "We're here," he anounced, looking at her. The door opened when the blue eyed Dragon Slayer pressed a button on the wall. Izhera looked into the room, and followed him into it. She looked at the dresser, bed, night stand, and few other things here and there, one thing she notest was a mirror. "This is where you'll be staying." She looked at him, and than at the room again. "Thank you for leading me here. We were never inrodused. I am Izhera," she says holding out a hand to him. "Chesta, one of the Dragon Slayers," he answered taking it. She looked at the bed, seeing some garments there, she questioned him about them. "You will wear those when Lord Folken has you do something." "Why can't I just wear what I'm wearing now?" "There are rules here, that must be followed. I still don't understand all of them, but if you want to get by, you follow them anyway."
She noded. Watching him. "I have to go," he said looking away form her gase. "Alright, good-bye, Chesta." "Good-bye, Izhera." and with that he walked out, his cheeks a blazing red.