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Chapter 17: Hope

Surprisingly, it was a beautiful day. Even though I was in Paranuil, the sun was shining brightly over me as I stood just outside the door. The hard stone was cold beneath my bare feet, but the sun quickly warmed any chill I felt.

Orion had left earlier to patrol the eastern wall. There had been word that something was spotted by the forest just beyond the kingdom. I didn't know what it meant, but it gave me even the tiniest bit of hope that there was someone coming to rescue me.

I put a hand to my tummy that had already begun to stick out. Despite it's youth, I could still feel the child alive inside me. I smiled and took a step off the front step and onto the grass, feeling the damp dew under my feet.

A couple of children were playing by the castle stables. I stood in the shade, watching the young girl stick a yellow flower in the bow's shirt pocket. He grimmaced but smiled when he gained a sweet kiss on the cheek from the girl.

I lazily crossed my arms over my chest and tilted my head to the side, waiting to see his reaction.

It surprised me when he took her hand and skipped off with her. Another smile stretched across my face, despite the pounding hooves behind me. I turned to see Orion coming to a stop right beside me.

"What causes the smile on your face?" I turned my head up to meet his eyes as I smiled sweetly. "Not you.." With a growl he rode off to the stables. It made me grin to see him walking out of the stable in a huff.

He walked up the stairs, into the back of the castle door, but turned and took my wrist in his hand. "Why do turn everything I say to you into a sardonic remark?"

I scoffed and jerked my hand free, turning to look at the flower bed a few feet from us. "Because, you took me from my home on two different occasion's, raped me, beat me, tortured me and left me without any hope...Do I need to go on?"

I looked at him this time and caught a flash of guilt in his eyes. He turned and continued on into the castle, without another word. I bit my bottom lip, sighed, and kept walking to the gardens.

The gardens were about the only pleasant thing in the God forsaken kingdom. Tall, beautiful red and yellow flowers were planted to make a circle that surrounded more, smaller flowers. It was like a sea of colors. Vibrant ones at that.

They all reminded me of the exoticness of the Elven gardens. I touched a petal of a bright red flower and wiped a tear from my face.

"Ahem.." I looked up and covered my mouth with both of my hands to keep from screaming. Fifteen feet above me, Tillion sat on the top of the wall that surrounded most of the castle. He was in the shadow, holding his finger to his lips.

"Shhhhh..." I nodded, stepped back and watched as he leapt from the wall, landing noislessly at my feet. "A letter to thy lovely maiden." He took my hand, kissed the knuckles lightly and placed a twice-folded peice of parchment in my palm.

I looked at him hopefully and he nodded. "Tis from your lover..." He grinned, kissed my cheek and bounded his way up a small Elm tree, before landing back ontop of the wall. "Wait!" I whispered, looking around cautiously.

"Tell Mattox...I-..I'm with child." Tillion's blue eyes widened before he tilted his head to the side, asking me if it was Mattox's. "Indeed it is. For I would never willingly give myself to another man or Elf." Tillion smiled and jumped down from his perch, leaving me with a grin on my face. Quickly, I unfolded the letter and sighed aloud at the writing.

'Reagan,

Only for a little while longer you will have to stay in Paranuil. We have been planning your escape and it will be put into action, shortly. My heart is with you always. Be ready for your rescue for it will be sweet..I love you always, Mattox.'

By the time I was finished reading the letter, tears were sliding down my cheeks and onto the parchement. I folded it into a small square and lifted my skirt to place it in the hem of my stocking.

I smoothed down the pale yellow material of the dress and walked back to my 'quarters'. The children couple was sitting on the door step looking at me as I walked up to them. I smiled sweetly and kneeled, putting my hands on my knees.

"Are the Elves...bad?" The little boy asked, putting his finger nail in his mouth. "What he means is...Did they treat you better than.." She trailed off, looking behind her at the large wooden doors. I frowned at the door, but smiled again when she looked at me.

"The Elves were magnificent. Never believe the stories you hear about them. And yes...they treated me wonderfully." I stood as they rushed off, laughing and giggling until they disappeared behind the castle.

I lightly touched my hip as I walked in the door, immdiately regretting it. Orion was standing between me and the kitchen. I shut the door softly, signaling him to raise his hand. I flinched and covered my face with my arms quickly.

Nothing happened however. I lowered my arms as he lowered his own. "Reagan...If you do not start showing me respect, for I AM your master and you ARE my slave, I will toss you out to the filthy scoundrels in the market." His tan face had came so close to my own,

I could feel his nose touching mine. "Yes, my lord.." I growled and waited for him to back away. He did and thrust a mug into my hand, expecting me to fill it with Ale. I did so and set it back in his hands before walking to the bed room.

My hand was on my thigh the whole time until I quietly shut the door and slipped the paper under the floor board next to my side of the bed. It had been broken since I arrived here and I always pulled at it out of boredom until one day, the whole board came off.

Since then, I have been hiding things from my cruel master. Along with a small dagger and a rose I found in the bushes outside the window, the peice of parchment lay in the secret place. I sighed and rolled over on the bed, falling into slumber immediately...

AN- is it just me or are my chapters getting awfully short?....Well, hope everyone still likes this story! ^_^ I like it too! If you want, go read my others...One's at fiction press called On The Devils Black Wing and the other is here. Under pirates of the Carribean...It's called Dolphin's Cry! Don't forget this story!!! Review please!!! And thanks to EVERYONE who has all ready! Mean's lots to me that you've taken the time to read this!! Gives me hope! Well, bye!!