Chapter 3 - Celandine meets Lady Alanna
When Celandine saw those eyes she scrambled backwards, and took a fearful, closer look at those who had found her. The woman with the violet eyes had short cropped, coppery curls, marred only by a few streaks of grey. A few lines covered a sun browned, determined face. She wore full chain mail, and held a shield of a gold lioness on a red field. Her nose was bleeding from where Celandine had unknowingly punched her. Celandine gasped as the realization of who she had met dawned on her.
"Lady Knight!" Celandine whispered, blinking rapidly, "I did not mean to. to hurt you. I.I. thought you. were bandits. I am so sorry." Celandine dropped to her knees, and bowed her head.
"Please, stand." Lady Alanna said, her lips twitching in amusement.
Shakily, Celandine stood, She took a long look at the scene before her; still believing it wasn't real. Behind the Lady Knight stood at least twenty armored men. A giant of a man with a mop of orange curls handed Alanna a small bandage which she stopped the flow of blood from her nose.
"Who are you? Where do you come from?" the orange haired Knight asked. However tall he was, Celandine noticed he was still quite young.
Celandine knew she could not reveal her true identity, for they would certainly return her to her Father, so instead she answered,
"My name is.Elsa. I am from. a. er. small village. um west of here. I. I got lost while. um, picking flowers with my sister, Kira. My horse got spooked by a bird, and charged away into the. the forest. We got very lost." Celandine trailed off lamely, blushing as she looked at the suspicious faces of Alanna and the men. She was a hopeless liar.
Alanna raised her eyebrows skeptically and said, "We are just north of the River Olorun. There is a small village, about fifteen miles north of us. Perhaps this is your home."
Celandine nodded dumbly, not trusting herself to speak.
"We are headed that way, looking for a fearsome band of bandits. You are lucky we found you first. Your horse, where is it?" Alanna continued
"Felda, she ran off my lady, when I fell from my saddle."
"Very well. Hop up on Sleetrunner." Alanna said, gesturing to a gentle looking rose roan horse. "We will escort you back to your village. Oh, and by the way, keep your eyes out for bandits."
That is the third chapter, hope you liked it. Please review it. Thanks!
When Celandine saw those eyes she scrambled backwards, and took a fearful, closer look at those who had found her. The woman with the violet eyes had short cropped, coppery curls, marred only by a few streaks of grey. A few lines covered a sun browned, determined face. She wore full chain mail, and held a shield of a gold lioness on a red field. Her nose was bleeding from where Celandine had unknowingly punched her. Celandine gasped as the realization of who she had met dawned on her.
"Lady Knight!" Celandine whispered, blinking rapidly, "I did not mean to. to hurt you. I.I. thought you. were bandits. I am so sorry." Celandine dropped to her knees, and bowed her head.
"Please, stand." Lady Alanna said, her lips twitching in amusement.
Shakily, Celandine stood, She took a long look at the scene before her; still believing it wasn't real. Behind the Lady Knight stood at least twenty armored men. A giant of a man with a mop of orange curls handed Alanna a small bandage which she stopped the flow of blood from her nose.
"Who are you? Where do you come from?" the orange haired Knight asked. However tall he was, Celandine noticed he was still quite young.
Celandine knew she could not reveal her true identity, for they would certainly return her to her Father, so instead she answered,
"My name is.Elsa. I am from. a. er. small village. um west of here. I. I got lost while. um, picking flowers with my sister, Kira. My horse got spooked by a bird, and charged away into the. the forest. We got very lost." Celandine trailed off lamely, blushing as she looked at the suspicious faces of Alanna and the men. She was a hopeless liar.
Alanna raised her eyebrows skeptically and said, "We are just north of the River Olorun. There is a small village, about fifteen miles north of us. Perhaps this is your home."
Celandine nodded dumbly, not trusting herself to speak.
"We are headed that way, looking for a fearsome band of bandits. You are lucky we found you first. Your horse, where is it?" Alanna continued
"Felda, she ran off my lady, when I fell from my saddle."
"Very well. Hop up on Sleetrunner." Alanna said, gesturing to a gentle looking rose roan horse. "We will escort you back to your village. Oh, and by the way, keep your eyes out for bandits."
That is the third chapter, hope you liked it. Please review it. Thanks!
