***
"I want you both to come over to the castle." Cahath said, walking to the exit of the hut,
"I think that this is going to be a tough day for you, Angus. You might not feel any pain now,
but you soon will..."
Angus could hardly stand up and got some support from Rohan.
"We will." Rohan said. He was very worried about his friend, who was now shivering.
They accompanied the druid on his way back to the castle.
* * *
Nobody seemed to notice anything about Angus when they entered the castle. Deirdre was looking
out the window, while Ivar and Garrett were discussing about horses. Angus and Rohan sat next
to them and looked at each other.
"Uhm...guys?" Angus interrupted. Ivar stopped talking about his horse and looked at the
ex-thief.
"Eh...what are your thoughts on...let's say...Gargoyles?" he said nervously.
"Don't tell me you have seen one!" Garrett said with a disgusted look on his face, "Those nasty
beasts were gone for years and I want to keep it that way! Gargoyles are nothing but trouble!"
Ivar nodded, and Angus swallowed and looked over to Rohan again.
"Why are you asking that?" Deirdre asked, walking over to the men.
Angus took a deep breath, but could not find the words to say. He felt miserable.
"Aren't there any good things about a Gargoyle?" Rohan said.
Garrett looked at him.
"The only good Gargoyle is a dead Gargoyle." he said, while taking out his sword and pointing
it to Angus, "Now, where have you seen that thing, so I can make it a good one."
Angus felt that his hatred for Garrett started to grow and looked to the man.
"That thing is standing right in front of you..."
Garrett lowered his sword and looked at his friend in disbelieve. Ivar and Deirdre looked at
each other and started laughing.
"I almost believed you!" Ivar said with tears in his eyes.
Angus was very upset by the reactions of his friends. He looked around himself. He shook his
head and ran out of the room they were in, leaving his friends shocked by this reaction.
* * *
"Did we say something wrong?" Deidre asked Rohan, who was looking out the window to watch a
small figure running towards the forest. After that figure disappeared between the trees, he
looked at the other two men.
"He wasn't joking." he said.
"What? Do you mean that he is realy a... a..." Ivar said.
"A Gargoyle? He IS a Gargoyle?" Garrett yelled, walking towards the window and looking for
Angus.
"Yes, he is one." Rohan told Garrett, "And a good one."
He pulled Garrett away from the window and held their faces close together.
"And guess what? He isn't dead."
"Yet." Garrett answered, pushing Rohan's hands off his shoulders and walking out of the room.
Ivar followed his example.
The sun was setting and slowly but surely night fell over Kells.
Rohan was about to go to the druid's room, until he heard Deirdre's voice whispering his name.
He looked around, and saw the princess looking out the window.
"Is he going to be alright?" she asked.
"Angus knows what he's doing. Remember, he used to wander all alone when he was a young child,
and he made it back then."
It was silent again, and Rohan walked up the stairs, leaving Deirdre all alone.
* * *
The next morning, Rohan woke up by the yelling of the king. He went downstairs, finding the
king surrounded by all of his guards.
"What happened?" he asked, pushing some guards aside to see Conhobar's worried face.
"Deirdre is gone." he replied.
***
"I want you both to come over to the castle." Cahath said, walking to the exit of the hut,
"I think that this is going to be a tough day for you, Angus. You might not feel any pain now,
but you soon will..."
Angus could hardly stand up and got some support from Rohan.
"We will." Rohan said. He was very worried about his friend, who was now shivering.
They accompanied the druid on his way back to the castle.
* * *
Nobody seemed to notice anything about Angus when they entered the castle. Deirdre was looking
out the window, while Ivar and Garrett were discussing about horses. Angus and Rohan sat next
to them and looked at each other.
"Uhm...guys?" Angus interrupted. Ivar stopped talking about his horse and looked at the
ex-thief.
"Eh...what are your thoughts on...let's say...Gargoyles?" he said nervously.
"Don't tell me you have seen one!" Garrett said with a disgusted look on his face, "Those nasty
beasts were gone for years and I want to keep it that way! Gargoyles are nothing but trouble!"
Ivar nodded, and Angus swallowed and looked over to Rohan again.
"Why are you asking that?" Deirdre asked, walking over to the men.
Angus took a deep breath, but could not find the words to say. He felt miserable.
"Aren't there any good things about a Gargoyle?" Rohan said.
Garrett looked at him.
"The only good Gargoyle is a dead Gargoyle." he said, while taking out his sword and pointing
it to Angus, "Now, where have you seen that thing, so I can make it a good one."
Angus felt that his hatred for Garrett started to grow and looked to the man.
"That thing is standing right in front of you..."
Garrett lowered his sword and looked at his friend in disbelieve. Ivar and Deirdre looked at
each other and started laughing.
"I almost believed you!" Ivar said with tears in his eyes.
Angus was very upset by the reactions of his friends. He looked around himself. He shook his
head and ran out of the room they were in, leaving his friends shocked by this reaction.
* * *
"Did we say something wrong?" Deidre asked Rohan, who was looking out the window to watch a
small figure running towards the forest. After that figure disappeared between the trees, he
looked at the other two men.
"He wasn't joking." he said.
"What? Do you mean that he is realy a... a..." Ivar said.
"A Gargoyle? He IS a Gargoyle?" Garrett yelled, walking towards the window and looking for
Angus.
"Yes, he is one." Rohan told Garrett, "And a good one."
He pulled Garrett away from the window and held their faces close together.
"And guess what? He isn't dead."
"Yet." Garrett answered, pushing Rohan's hands off his shoulders and walking out of the room.
Ivar followed his example.
The sun was setting and slowly but surely night fell over Kells.
Rohan was about to go to the druid's room, until he heard Deirdre's voice whispering his name.
He looked around, and saw the princess looking out the window.
"Is he going to be alright?" she asked.
"Angus knows what he's doing. Remember, he used to wander all alone when he was a young child,
and he made it back then."
It was silent again, and Rohan walked up the stairs, leaving Deirdre all alone.
* * *
The next morning, Rohan woke up by the yelling of the king. He went downstairs, finding the
king surrounded by all of his guards.
"What happened?" he asked, pushing some guards aside to see Conhobar's worried face.
"Deirdre is gone." he replied.
***