I just wanna say thanks to Raven because that was the second review I'd gotten and it'd been about two weeks since I'd gotten one. TTTT Thanks greatly. I'm very serious. Reviews make the sun shine a little brighter. . . And, all that stuff that you'll be reading about the size of Wei and what not is basically from my imagination. For some reason, Wei always appeared to be the biggest force on the block to me.
Chapter 3: One Life Ends
It was early morning when the dreaded sound reached her ears. She could hear two horses anxiously neighing and sometimes rearing on their hind legs. The tread of men going to and fro further uneased her and it wasn't long before she was roused and given a meager breakfast. She ate it quickly watching the commotion proceeding outside. The horses were laden with saddle bags that were filled with food, water, and some cloth for a temporary shelter. Finishing the last of the meal, Lu Da-Xia tried at her bindings again knowing it was futile. During her weeks of healing, her armour had been taken from her and given to the men of the camp who were small enough to fit it.
Since then, she had often trod alongside Zhang He in a large tunic, thick burly pants (compliments of her brother), and boots that reached almost to her knees. It was hardly decent for a woman, but it was enough to be clothed and unashamed. This, however scant and disgraceful, would probably be what she would probably be presented to Cao Cao in. Hopefully, her looks wouldn't be enough to tempt the man. The ramifications would be unlimitedly mortifying if they did.
She scowled as the yellow sun rose. In many ways, today would be a day she would rather not face. Or, if the journey did indeed take longer, the day that they came upon Cao Cao. She watched as Zhang He's silhouette played on the cloth walls of the tent as he came to fetch her.
Zhang He had sent word to Cao Cao of their approaching arrival and had been given permission to rest a week before she was shown to him. It was a time to prepare her for his eyes. Because she was young and reasonably fair; she had the likelihood of becoming a bride or concubine for one of his generals or relations. At that point her care would no longer be in his hands and in someone else's. Possibly Xiahou Dun or Dian Wei.
The pack horse stamped the earth impatiently as another bundle was placed upon it. It was a light brown horse usually given to those of reasonably high rank between soldiers but Zhang He had needed it for a pack horse and had thus taken it from a subordinate. The two would already be riding a horse together, to burden that same horse with a few day's food and water supply would have proven foolhardy.
It was undoubted that the girl would be opposed to the journey, but her opinion was of no consequence. It was his duty to bring her to Cao Cao and it would be carried out. Even though the journey to Guan Du Castle was only two days at the worst, he was not traveling alone and would be slowed by the extra person and the added needs therefore. Sighing wearily, Zhang He shook his head slightly as he drew back the tent's curtain. In many ways, it would have been simpler to have killed her. . .
It had been over a month since the battle at Wei's western pass and there hadn't been any indication that the force sent there had survived. By and by, a formal ceremony had been held and condolences had been given. Even now, it was still difficult to accept that the life of the skilled younger sister of Lu Meng had been extinguished so swiftly. Many times, before dusk, Lu Meng could be seen overlooking the horizon in the direction Lu Da-Xia was last seen. Weeks after the last condolences were received and any remnant of hope for her return that had remained in Lu Meng's mind was finally laid to rest; the heartwrenching lament of a brother crying from the loss of his younger sister could be heard by those close by. After that, Lu Meng looked to the horizon no more but a steady anger burned in his eyes.
TT. . . I still don't write long chapters. . . What a drag. . . Well, anyway, I was meandering through fanfiction one day when I realized that there were over 400 stories of Dynasty Warriors! XD I was syced. Of course, I kinda find the stuff about DW cast in High school kinda corny--could be why I don't read it. . . shrug Could be. Hey, remember to leave your thoughts at the end of this chapter. nn I'll probably enjoy the reviews. I've got four great ones! Gosh, I am ever greatful. Nothing quite like going through your email and finding some great reviews in your mail box.
. . . Dude, that last sentence has got me boggled; it sounds so serious. . . TT I gotta fix it one day. . .