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"ahthOOn SSyng!" (Much eating!) One of the ogres hissed at the others.
I was scared. I didn't want to be "much eating" for these ogres. I had studied sufficient Ogrese with my mother, who was Court Linguist, and had picked up their oily language. However, they didn't know that.
"Why do you want to eat me? I don't taste good." My voice came out a frightened squeak. Where were Ted and James? I risked a glance around, but I didn't see anyone.
The ogres were laughing. "How would you like to be cooked? Raw, medium, or done to a crisp?"
"How about none?" I muttered. I was panicked, and the only thought I had was to get away. Something was tugging at my memory . . .
All of a sudden, the word SEEf just popped into my mind. Huh? I was confused. Then, I heard my mother's sweet voice telling me, "And SEEf had claimed my body parts . . ."
It clicked. I remembered. Mother had used the ogres' persuasive speech against them! I felt exulted that I had remembered.
"You don't want to eat me. I don't taste good." I crooned to them in Ogrese, coating my voice with a mixture of honey and oil, very much like the ogres sounded like. I felt proud. I probably sounded exactly like Mother had when she had stopped the ogres! I must have inherited her linguistic skills.
The ogres hesitated. "Eat you?" one of them muttered, swaying.
"Of course you don't want to eat me." I said sweetly to them. "I don't taste good. Humans don't taste good."
The ogres began making faces and spitting. "Yuck!" One of them exclaimed. "Humans!"
It was working! I was so excited; I almost forgot to speak with honeyed tones. I remembered just in time.
"You want to sleep. You want to sleep until some knights can come and bring you big cows, the ones that the giants have. Would you like that?"
They nodded sleepily. All of them were sinking to the ground in a daze.
"And they will bring you some nice, fat, baby giants, with some tender meat . . . all you have to do is sleep, and never eat humans again."
As I said this last line, I heard a small snore, and I felt triumphant. All of them were asleep! It had worked!
"Stupid ogres." I said, smirking, in Kyrrian. I turned on my heel and walked away from them, smiling to myself.
"Lela!" Someone said, startled.
I slammed into someone and fell unceremoniously. "Ted?"
"What - how - James and I woke and found you gone and -" he started.
"I was gone?" I asked, confused.
"Well, you certainly aren't where we started the night at." Ted said, snorting.
"Well, I was just off doing a regular morning routine - catching ogres and sending them to sleep until a knight patrol comes along." I answered, grinning to myself at the surprise and puzzlement on Ted's face.
"You WHAT?"
Grinning broadly, I showed him where the ogres were all asleep and snoring away, and explained what had happened. Ted stared at me in mixed shock and awe. "You DID that?"
I nodded. By now, James had come up and was listening to the story. When I was finished explaining for the second time, James and Ted were both staring at me.
"What?" I asked, a little disoriented.
"Teach us how to do that!" James exclaimed.
I considered. Maybe I could have some fun teaching them.
"Okay, but only on one condition." I answered.
"Name it." Ted said instantly.
"You two have to teach me swordplay and archery."
"WHAT?" that was both Ted and James. I guess they weren't expecting that.
"That's my condition!" I replied, annoyed now.
"Uh . . . okay, I guess." James said, a little uncertainly.
Ted looked disgruntled. Did he think that girls couldn't use swords? But when he answered, his face was carefully bland and empty. "Sure. I'll teach you swordplay."
"Okay, then. Deal." I said firmly.
Cheerful, I bounced back into our "camp" of the night before. I was happily thinking of what I would learn, what I could do, once I learned how to defend myself. All the possibilities!
What I didn't know then, though, was that I would need knowledge of both archery and swordplay soon, because I was about to get into things that I had never before even dreamed possible.
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A/n: I'm sorry! Okay, I know you were hoping for a longer and better chapter, but this is the best I can do under the circumstances (which include a ½ hour time limit to write this story, and hundreds of tests and project things). I will write ASAP, though, and I promise, even if it means writing it at 4 A.M. Tomorrow's Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas to all! Please R&R! It'll be the best present ever! I'll update soon . . . promise! Luv ya all! *~*~AryaWinds~*~*
NoLaBeLs: Here's ur next chapter!
Lollipop5: Thank you! I'm so glad u like my characters and story! Sorry I couldn't update sooner - I had tests and finals and all that school stuff.
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"ahthOOn SSyng!" (Much eating!) One of the ogres hissed at the others.
I was scared. I didn't want to be "much eating" for these ogres. I had studied sufficient Ogrese with my mother, who was Court Linguist, and had picked up their oily language. However, they didn't know that.
"Why do you want to eat me? I don't taste good." My voice came out a frightened squeak. Where were Ted and James? I risked a glance around, but I didn't see anyone.
The ogres were laughing. "How would you like to be cooked? Raw, medium, or done to a crisp?"
"How about none?" I muttered. I was panicked, and the only thought I had was to get away. Something was tugging at my memory . . .
All of a sudden, the word SEEf just popped into my mind. Huh? I was confused. Then, I heard my mother's sweet voice telling me, "And SEEf had claimed my body parts . . ."
It clicked. I remembered. Mother had used the ogres' persuasive speech against them! I felt exulted that I had remembered.
"You don't want to eat me. I don't taste good." I crooned to them in Ogrese, coating my voice with a mixture of honey and oil, very much like the ogres sounded like. I felt proud. I probably sounded exactly like Mother had when she had stopped the ogres! I must have inherited her linguistic skills.
The ogres hesitated. "Eat you?" one of them muttered, swaying.
"Of course you don't want to eat me." I said sweetly to them. "I don't taste good. Humans don't taste good."
The ogres began making faces and spitting. "Yuck!" One of them exclaimed. "Humans!"
It was working! I was so excited; I almost forgot to speak with honeyed tones. I remembered just in time.
"You want to sleep. You want to sleep until some knights can come and bring you big cows, the ones that the giants have. Would you like that?"
They nodded sleepily. All of them were sinking to the ground in a daze.
"And they will bring you some nice, fat, baby giants, with some tender meat . . . all you have to do is sleep, and never eat humans again."
As I said this last line, I heard a small snore, and I felt triumphant. All of them were asleep! It had worked!
"Stupid ogres." I said, smirking, in Kyrrian. I turned on my heel and walked away from them, smiling to myself.
"Lela!" Someone said, startled.
I slammed into someone and fell unceremoniously. "Ted?"
"What - how - James and I woke and found you gone and -" he started.
"I was gone?" I asked, confused.
"Well, you certainly aren't where we started the night at." Ted said, snorting.
"Well, I was just off doing a regular morning routine - catching ogres and sending them to sleep until a knight patrol comes along." I answered, grinning to myself at the surprise and puzzlement on Ted's face.
"You WHAT?"
Grinning broadly, I showed him where the ogres were all asleep and snoring away, and explained what had happened. Ted stared at me in mixed shock and awe. "You DID that?"
I nodded. By now, James had come up and was listening to the story. When I was finished explaining for the second time, James and Ted were both staring at me.
"What?" I asked, a little disoriented.
"Teach us how to do that!" James exclaimed.
I considered. Maybe I could have some fun teaching them.
"Okay, but only on one condition." I answered.
"Name it." Ted said instantly.
"You two have to teach me swordplay and archery."
"WHAT?" that was both Ted and James. I guess they weren't expecting that.
"That's my condition!" I replied, annoyed now.
"Uh . . . okay, I guess." James said, a little uncertainly.
Ted looked disgruntled. Did he think that girls couldn't use swords? But when he answered, his face was carefully bland and empty. "Sure. I'll teach you swordplay."
"Okay, then. Deal." I said firmly.
Cheerful, I bounced back into our "camp" of the night before. I was happily thinking of what I would learn, what I could do, once I learned how to defend myself. All the possibilities!
What I didn't know then, though, was that I would need knowledge of both archery and swordplay soon, because I was about to get into things that I had never before even dreamed possible.
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A/n: I'm sorry! Okay, I know you were hoping for a longer and better chapter, but this is the best I can do under the circumstances (which include a ½ hour time limit to write this story, and hundreds of tests and project things). I will write ASAP, though, and I promise, even if it means writing it at 4 A.M. Tomorrow's Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas to all! Please R&R! It'll be the best present ever! I'll update soon . . . promise! Luv ya all! *~*~AryaWinds~*~*