Rosemary had never in all her forest life met an elf so this all
seemed as natural as the situation could be. The people of the strange
village started coming up and looking at the intruders. There was one
little girl who looked very nervous. She looked to be only five at the
oldest and she was carrying a meek bouquet of flowers. Her blonde curly
hair tangled and muddy around her face matched her brown jumper with brown
stockings and brown shoes. She curtseyed not sure whether she should do
what she wanted to do and then when up to Rosemary handed her the bouquet
and then ran away to a mud hut across the way.
Rosemary was puzzled. She looked over at Ryan who was amused and had a smirk on his face. Rosemary would have given anything to wipe that smirk off his face and at the moment the only thing she could think of to do was throw the flowers in his face. He caught and was taken aback but kept his smirk.
While Ryan was being his normal annoying self Rosemary decided to look for Alex. She wanted to have him explain why they were here. He was over by the mud hut to her right looking off into the distance. She was about to go over to him when Brandon jumped directly in front of her scaring the color out of her face and making her jump back. It did not take long for the color in her face to return and more than doubly make up for its moment absence.
"Why dear lassie, your face has taken a turn for the sun. I am afraid I mighta given ya a fright. What ever can I do to regain yar favor?"
"Well not jumping down on people from out of trees for one thing. Kidnapping would be another or holding a knife to one's neck, or talking." She paused because Ryan came over in such a flurry, much different from his smirkish mood before.
"So Brandon, what would you say to showing me around your camp." Ryan seemed set on something but Rosemary wasn't quite sure what. She decided to get him back for his smirk.
"Yes, Brandon why don't you show US around?" Rosie smiled and linked arms with Brandon and then with Ryan.
"As ya wish" and he steered them over to one hut that was slightly bigger than the others. "This 'ere is our meetin 'ouse." Rosemary was amazed at what she found inside. There stairs that lead down into a stage which Rosie realized it was a small crude amphitheater. It smelled as bad as the lighting for the only light came from a hole in the center of the roof.
Then Brandon move a mirror so that it reflected the light from the hole in the roof to another mirror which in turn reflected it to another mirror making the room come alive with light. Rosemary stood in awe at the room at how grand it looked despite its muddy décor.
"Soo, Brandon."
"Yess, Jamess." He smiled his crooked smile and took at glance at Rosemary who was now down on the stage.
"I have a question for you." Ryan started baiting Brandon to answer in the wrong way.
"Well take your best shot."
"Haha, sure. I think you know already what I am going to ask but I will ask anyways. You know that I have met elves before and I hate to be critical but you do not fit the name at all. So either you are lying and you are not elves or you are confused." Ryan waited and watched Brandon's manner as he started think of his response.
Brandon rubbed his face with his hand, not really sure how to answer. He knew that he had to tell the truth but he wasn't sure that this "James" would believe his answer. Taking in a deep breath and letting his back fall onto the muddy wall, he started to respond when he heard Rosemary start to scream in terror.
In a flash both Brandon and Ryan were over to Rosemary's side. Ryan went up to Rosemary to try to comfort her but she screamed and ran into the arms of Brandon.
"Sh, sh, ya al'right. Nothing's gonna harm ya." Rosemary shook in Brandon's arms and slowly but surely stopped whimpering. She pulled away from him and wiped her eyes and looked almost scared at Ryan who was standing uncomfortably in front of them. Then she turned back to Brandon, took a shaky breath and was suddenly embarrassed.
"Umm I'm fine.d." She trailed off when a crowd of elves came into the room. At the head of the crowd was an elderly elf that started scolding Brandon.
"My Goodness Brandon, what in the forest has you started to disrupt this time? I think you should really start thinking about your jokes first! Well now now, dear don't let him get to you." The woman wrapped Rosemary in brown blanket as she crowed on about what a horrible host Brandon was and how horrendous Rosemary looked. "Did you ever even think to feed her or show them where she was staying? Maybe some rest? Or better clothes and a bath? Well Brandon, you have him still maybe you can do better!" She turned leaving Ryan with a look of confusion and Brandon with his mouth open not sure how to respond.
Her tyrant did not stop there for the people behind her had not had their turn. " What is this! You have nothing better to do other than sit there and gawk? We haven't a guest in a while and you all forget your manners? You should all be a shamed! Muirne, why don't you get some hot water and get your sisters to find some clothes to give her. Tell your mother that I will make dinner. As for the rest of you leave unless you have business to tend to." She then left with Rosemary wrapped under her arm all the while scowling a look of death to all who past.
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Rosemary was leaning on a pile of soft pillows bundled up in warm clean warm clothes, something that she hadn't had in the longest time. She was deep in thought and had convinced Regina, the old woman elf that she was just tired and needed some sleep. In her mind replaying what she had seen while humming a song that she always sang when lost in thought.
If someone had looked in upon this scene they might have thought her to be not up to full mental health. But this was her way to get away and just think. Sometimes about what was bothering her and sometimes nothing at all. Her hair was loose and half a foot below her shoulders. Two braids had been placed on either side of her head to keep the hair from her eyes. They gave her a brown tunic that was decorated with a lighter shade of brown stitches.
After a while the green flecks in her blue eyes began to stand out sharper than usual and she started to play with one her braids while biting her bottom lip. A nervous habit she had developed when she knew she had to do something but wasn't quite sure how to do it. Finally she gave in to sleep as her left eye started to twitch in agitation from all the stress. She lay down on the bed of pillows and clutched the necklace. She licked her fingers and pinched out the flame on the candle to give in to sleep.
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Brandon saw the light go out from the hut across the way. He hadn't spoken to Regina yet and was rather anxious. He had spent day, after Rosemary's episode, talking with "James" or as he already recognized him to be Ryan, the old Prince of Tubika. Ryan obviously did not remember meeting Brandon when he was younger. But Brandon remembered the day because he had wanted to meet royal family and see what it was like to be a prince.
Hezzel had told Brandon about Rosemary but he wasn't sure about what all Rosemary knew. He wasn't even sure if Ryan knew what was happening in the war or if he had even forgotten about his people. If Ryan was anything like his parents he knew that would never happen.
Ryan had asked Brandon about his living arrangement. He wanted to know why Brandon talked so weird and why everyone around them was dressed in brown and why they were here and how he knew Yahdoo. Brandon shook his head recalling the flood of questions that came right after Rosemary left. He answered them as simply as possible without letting out too much information. Brandon knew that as of now he was to trust no one for anyone could be the enemy. The war was the least of his worries. Getting rid of Urina without getting everyone killed was the main problem. He knew that there was no possible way for them to win the war without stopping Urina first. But to get to her he needed the help of a very unlucky girl.
Brandon silently and skillfully crept across the sleeping camp who light had been out for a while now. Slowly he opened the flap to just peek inside and was glad to see Rosemary still there. Sleeping just like when he first found her only with furrowed brows. She rolled over onto her side and sighed in her sleep. Brandon was worried that he might wake her and decided to go over and get some sleep for himself.
Rosemary was puzzled. She looked over at Ryan who was amused and had a smirk on his face. Rosemary would have given anything to wipe that smirk off his face and at the moment the only thing she could think of to do was throw the flowers in his face. He caught and was taken aback but kept his smirk.
While Ryan was being his normal annoying self Rosemary decided to look for Alex. She wanted to have him explain why they were here. He was over by the mud hut to her right looking off into the distance. She was about to go over to him when Brandon jumped directly in front of her scaring the color out of her face and making her jump back. It did not take long for the color in her face to return and more than doubly make up for its moment absence.
"Why dear lassie, your face has taken a turn for the sun. I am afraid I mighta given ya a fright. What ever can I do to regain yar favor?"
"Well not jumping down on people from out of trees for one thing. Kidnapping would be another or holding a knife to one's neck, or talking." She paused because Ryan came over in such a flurry, much different from his smirkish mood before.
"So Brandon, what would you say to showing me around your camp." Ryan seemed set on something but Rosemary wasn't quite sure what. She decided to get him back for his smirk.
"Yes, Brandon why don't you show US around?" Rosie smiled and linked arms with Brandon and then with Ryan.
"As ya wish" and he steered them over to one hut that was slightly bigger than the others. "This 'ere is our meetin 'ouse." Rosemary was amazed at what she found inside. There stairs that lead down into a stage which Rosie realized it was a small crude amphitheater. It smelled as bad as the lighting for the only light came from a hole in the center of the roof.
Then Brandon move a mirror so that it reflected the light from the hole in the roof to another mirror which in turn reflected it to another mirror making the room come alive with light. Rosemary stood in awe at the room at how grand it looked despite its muddy décor.
"Soo, Brandon."
"Yess, Jamess." He smiled his crooked smile and took at glance at Rosemary who was now down on the stage.
"I have a question for you." Ryan started baiting Brandon to answer in the wrong way.
"Well take your best shot."
"Haha, sure. I think you know already what I am going to ask but I will ask anyways. You know that I have met elves before and I hate to be critical but you do not fit the name at all. So either you are lying and you are not elves or you are confused." Ryan waited and watched Brandon's manner as he started think of his response.
Brandon rubbed his face with his hand, not really sure how to answer. He knew that he had to tell the truth but he wasn't sure that this "James" would believe his answer. Taking in a deep breath and letting his back fall onto the muddy wall, he started to respond when he heard Rosemary start to scream in terror.
In a flash both Brandon and Ryan were over to Rosemary's side. Ryan went up to Rosemary to try to comfort her but she screamed and ran into the arms of Brandon.
"Sh, sh, ya al'right. Nothing's gonna harm ya." Rosemary shook in Brandon's arms and slowly but surely stopped whimpering. She pulled away from him and wiped her eyes and looked almost scared at Ryan who was standing uncomfortably in front of them. Then she turned back to Brandon, took a shaky breath and was suddenly embarrassed.
"Umm I'm fine.d." She trailed off when a crowd of elves came into the room. At the head of the crowd was an elderly elf that started scolding Brandon.
"My Goodness Brandon, what in the forest has you started to disrupt this time? I think you should really start thinking about your jokes first! Well now now, dear don't let him get to you." The woman wrapped Rosemary in brown blanket as she crowed on about what a horrible host Brandon was and how horrendous Rosemary looked. "Did you ever even think to feed her or show them where she was staying? Maybe some rest? Or better clothes and a bath? Well Brandon, you have him still maybe you can do better!" She turned leaving Ryan with a look of confusion and Brandon with his mouth open not sure how to respond.
Her tyrant did not stop there for the people behind her had not had their turn. " What is this! You have nothing better to do other than sit there and gawk? We haven't a guest in a while and you all forget your manners? You should all be a shamed! Muirne, why don't you get some hot water and get your sisters to find some clothes to give her. Tell your mother that I will make dinner. As for the rest of you leave unless you have business to tend to." She then left with Rosemary wrapped under her arm all the while scowling a look of death to all who past.
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Rosemary was leaning on a pile of soft pillows bundled up in warm clean warm clothes, something that she hadn't had in the longest time. She was deep in thought and had convinced Regina, the old woman elf that she was just tired and needed some sleep. In her mind replaying what she had seen while humming a song that she always sang when lost in thought.
If someone had looked in upon this scene they might have thought her to be not up to full mental health. But this was her way to get away and just think. Sometimes about what was bothering her and sometimes nothing at all. Her hair was loose and half a foot below her shoulders. Two braids had been placed on either side of her head to keep the hair from her eyes. They gave her a brown tunic that was decorated with a lighter shade of brown stitches.
After a while the green flecks in her blue eyes began to stand out sharper than usual and she started to play with one her braids while biting her bottom lip. A nervous habit she had developed when she knew she had to do something but wasn't quite sure how to do it. Finally she gave in to sleep as her left eye started to twitch in agitation from all the stress. She lay down on the bed of pillows and clutched the necklace. She licked her fingers and pinched out the flame on the candle to give in to sleep.
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Brandon saw the light go out from the hut across the way. He hadn't spoken to Regina yet and was rather anxious. He had spent day, after Rosemary's episode, talking with "James" or as he already recognized him to be Ryan, the old Prince of Tubika. Ryan obviously did not remember meeting Brandon when he was younger. But Brandon remembered the day because he had wanted to meet royal family and see what it was like to be a prince.
Hezzel had told Brandon about Rosemary but he wasn't sure about what all Rosemary knew. He wasn't even sure if Ryan knew what was happening in the war or if he had even forgotten about his people. If Ryan was anything like his parents he knew that would never happen.
Ryan had asked Brandon about his living arrangement. He wanted to know why Brandon talked so weird and why everyone around them was dressed in brown and why they were here and how he knew Yahdoo. Brandon shook his head recalling the flood of questions that came right after Rosemary left. He answered them as simply as possible without letting out too much information. Brandon knew that as of now he was to trust no one for anyone could be the enemy. The war was the least of his worries. Getting rid of Urina without getting everyone killed was the main problem. He knew that there was no possible way for them to win the war without stopping Urina first. But to get to her he needed the help of a very unlucky girl.
Brandon silently and skillfully crept across the sleeping camp who light had been out for a while now. Slowly he opened the flap to just peek inside and was glad to see Rosemary still there. Sleeping just like when he first found her only with furrowed brows. She rolled over onto her side and sighed in her sleep. Brandon was worried that he might wake her and decided to go over and get some sleep for himself.