Thank you so much for the kind reviews, i reread part 2 just a few moments
ago and i saw it was full of spelling-errors, so sorry for that, im a very
hasty writer. Hope the spelling is more agreable in this part.
Part 3
As Angus and Rohan rushed after Melnar, the sun started to rise. It wasn't untill half-way to their destination when Angus started to ask Melnar questions. "I thought Elaenir had left this island years ago, when did she come back then?" "Owh not long ago, two weeks from now." 'Where did she come from? She never told me..", Angus continued. "I don't know Angus." "And what made her come back again? Did she have anyone with her?" "I'm not sure Angus, I'm very sorry. I don't know much about the reasons why she came back here, or anything else that happened while she was gone. All I can assume is that she came back to die in the country she was born in. And no, she's alone.", Melnar ended and as if fired by all the questions Angus asked him, he quickened his pase once again. Angus frowned, these weren't answers he could do anything with. He'd have to wait another few moments to ask them to Elaenir himself, but would she provide them? He hurried to keep up with Melnar and Rohan, both tall men. Rohan turned at him, and saw his friend's pensive look. "Don't worry Angus, you'll get your answers, I'm sure of it." Angus though, didn't seem to hear him, his thoughts had taken him to a place years back.
"Mamma!!" "No, no I'm not your mother. You must let me go!" A young blonde woman tried desperately to unwrap the boy from her chest. He however did not seem to have any plans to let her go. Finally she managed to put him back on the ground. She held his face between her two hands and looked at his small fragile face. His brown eyes looked at hers, not wanting to understand what had just happened. She kissed his forehead. "Be good Angus, I'm sure there'll be someone to take care of you, someone who does love you, but I can't anymore.." She felt a tear run down her cheek but she quickly turned her face to whipe it away before he could see it. "El, come with me now. Leave the little rascall, he won't remember you anyway!" A heavy man Angus had frequently seen talking to the woman he for short always thought of as his mother pulled her away from him. She quickly grabbed the bundle of clothing and food she had hastilly prepaired and walked away, she simply walked away. Angus sobbed when he watched Elaenir leave, but the moment the tiny dot of her appearence disappeared from the horizon he stopped crying. He realised he was on his own now. He went back inside the hut and searched for food that Eleanir hadn't taken already. He found one slice of bread, and a tiny chunck of chicken. He realised that would take him through this day, but there'd be another one tomorrow. The answer of his problem seemed simple: the castle..
He rushed his way to the castle as fast as his tiny legs could and ate the last of his bread. He'd heard great stories about the castle. There'd be markets, places where they'd stall food out right in front of the people to buy them. Though he didn't have any money, he knew ways to acquire things without paying for them. He had walked all morning and it was already early in the afternoon when Angus arrived at the castle, in his eyes the biggest and stoniest hut he had ever seen. The great gates appeared in front of him while he crossed the bridge. Coaches and wagons with horses in front of them seemed to come and go constantly and Angus had no trouble sneaking past the guards. And inside.. inside it was everything he dreamed it would be.
Before gaining the things he wanted, he thought it would be wise to know his way around first, to see what was for sale. The men and women who did their groceries didn't seem to notice him, they were to busy haggling. In fact, there were barely any children seen there. There was one boy, blonde and about his age, helping a fruit-salesman, who had glared at him suspicously when he passed him. Angus quickly turned away, afraid the boy might be on to him, when he realised that he hadn't done anything yet. He turned to look at the boy a second time and the boy smiled back at him friendly. Angus approached him. "Hullo." For a lack of other things to say he pricked a round yellow-ish fruit with one finger and said: "Are these fresh?" The boy frowned and said: "I wouldn't know, I'm not even sure what they are." They both giggled. "My name is Rohan, who are you?" "I'm Angus, and I'm looking for something eatable." "You've come to the right place then." "Yes, the only problem is though..", Angus started to whisper: "I haven't any money!" Rohan understanding what Angus was trying to say suddenly stepped away a pace from him. "They'll catch you.", he said with a serious face, turned and walked away. "Yeah see ya!", Angus angrilly yelled after him. He walked the opposite way as to where Rohan had just strolled off to.
Angus stopped at the smile of fresh bread. He was facing the biggest pile of bread he had ever seen. Small piles of bread in every size and flavour were stacked next to one another and it made Angus's mouth water. He looked at the salesman who was just busy making a deal with one of his costumers (a large woman, seemingly to buy bread for an entire army) and reached with his tiny fingers for one of the smaller breads. He slipped it into one of his pockets and when he turned he looked in the eyes of an angry-looking red-headed girl. She pointed a finger at him. "You're a WICKED boy!!", she cried. Immediately the salesman and the large woman stopped jabbering and looked at the two children. "I saw you! You took bread without paying for it! You STOLE!!" The girl seemed furious for reasons Angus didn't understand. He thought she'd explode. "No i didn't!", he shouted weakly in reply. "Yes you did!! You wicked wicked boy!!" "You're mad!" Angus said while trying to escape from this mad girl's lecture. It was no good, she had grabbed his arm. Her fingernails deepened in his skin while Angus was trying to hold a straight face. "Prove it then!! Prove it that you haven't stolen within MY castle-walls!! Empty your pockets!!" Angus's eyes narrowed, did the girl just say my castle-walls? The salesman stood now behind Angus. "Go on young man, do as the princess has asked you."
One guard carried a hystericly frightened Angus away from the market. A second guard opened one of the heavy doors in the princess's walls. Before entering the Angus saw Rohan standing a few feet from him. "I told you so." His face looked sad. "Im sorry.." The guard carried Angus down a long dark stairway. "No Rohan, don't let them take me!" Rohan looked at his boots. "Rohan nooo!!" The door was closed by the second guard and made the stairway darker than it initually was. Angus tried to escape by kicking and biting, this however made the guard only hold on to him even more tightly. They entered a long hallway with many doors on either side, doors with great bars in front of them. The sound of the guards lowering the stairs and Angus's shouting had alerted the prisoners. They all stuck their skinny dirty hands through the bars and shouted at Angus. He didn't want to hear what to they were saying and pressed his hands against his ears and closed his eyes tightly. Tears ran over his cheeks. He heard a door open and felt how he was gently lain on a pile of straw. He felt how a hand rushed through his hair. He lowered his hands from his ears and saw the guard standing over him. "I'm sorry lad, this is where stealing will get you." He shook his head and left the prisoncell. There Angus spend the first four weeks after Elaenir had left him. "Mamma..", he whispered and cried himself to sleep..
"Here we are." Melnar's voice took Angus back to reality. "Ready to face your past?" Angus simply nodded as Melnar held up the curtain that stood between Angus and finding out the truth.
Part 3
As Angus and Rohan rushed after Melnar, the sun started to rise. It wasn't untill half-way to their destination when Angus started to ask Melnar questions. "I thought Elaenir had left this island years ago, when did she come back then?" "Owh not long ago, two weeks from now." 'Where did she come from? She never told me..", Angus continued. "I don't know Angus." "And what made her come back again? Did she have anyone with her?" "I'm not sure Angus, I'm very sorry. I don't know much about the reasons why she came back here, or anything else that happened while she was gone. All I can assume is that she came back to die in the country she was born in. And no, she's alone.", Melnar ended and as if fired by all the questions Angus asked him, he quickened his pase once again. Angus frowned, these weren't answers he could do anything with. He'd have to wait another few moments to ask them to Elaenir himself, but would she provide them? He hurried to keep up with Melnar and Rohan, both tall men. Rohan turned at him, and saw his friend's pensive look. "Don't worry Angus, you'll get your answers, I'm sure of it." Angus though, didn't seem to hear him, his thoughts had taken him to a place years back.
"Mamma!!" "No, no I'm not your mother. You must let me go!" A young blonde woman tried desperately to unwrap the boy from her chest. He however did not seem to have any plans to let her go. Finally she managed to put him back on the ground. She held his face between her two hands and looked at his small fragile face. His brown eyes looked at hers, not wanting to understand what had just happened. She kissed his forehead. "Be good Angus, I'm sure there'll be someone to take care of you, someone who does love you, but I can't anymore.." She felt a tear run down her cheek but she quickly turned her face to whipe it away before he could see it. "El, come with me now. Leave the little rascall, he won't remember you anyway!" A heavy man Angus had frequently seen talking to the woman he for short always thought of as his mother pulled her away from him. She quickly grabbed the bundle of clothing and food she had hastilly prepaired and walked away, she simply walked away. Angus sobbed when he watched Elaenir leave, but the moment the tiny dot of her appearence disappeared from the horizon he stopped crying. He realised he was on his own now. He went back inside the hut and searched for food that Eleanir hadn't taken already. He found one slice of bread, and a tiny chunck of chicken. He realised that would take him through this day, but there'd be another one tomorrow. The answer of his problem seemed simple: the castle..
He rushed his way to the castle as fast as his tiny legs could and ate the last of his bread. He'd heard great stories about the castle. There'd be markets, places where they'd stall food out right in front of the people to buy them. Though he didn't have any money, he knew ways to acquire things without paying for them. He had walked all morning and it was already early in the afternoon when Angus arrived at the castle, in his eyes the biggest and stoniest hut he had ever seen. The great gates appeared in front of him while he crossed the bridge. Coaches and wagons with horses in front of them seemed to come and go constantly and Angus had no trouble sneaking past the guards. And inside.. inside it was everything he dreamed it would be.
Before gaining the things he wanted, he thought it would be wise to know his way around first, to see what was for sale. The men and women who did their groceries didn't seem to notice him, they were to busy haggling. In fact, there were barely any children seen there. There was one boy, blonde and about his age, helping a fruit-salesman, who had glared at him suspicously when he passed him. Angus quickly turned away, afraid the boy might be on to him, when he realised that he hadn't done anything yet. He turned to look at the boy a second time and the boy smiled back at him friendly. Angus approached him. "Hullo." For a lack of other things to say he pricked a round yellow-ish fruit with one finger and said: "Are these fresh?" The boy frowned and said: "I wouldn't know, I'm not even sure what they are." They both giggled. "My name is Rohan, who are you?" "I'm Angus, and I'm looking for something eatable." "You've come to the right place then." "Yes, the only problem is though..", Angus started to whisper: "I haven't any money!" Rohan understanding what Angus was trying to say suddenly stepped away a pace from him. "They'll catch you.", he said with a serious face, turned and walked away. "Yeah see ya!", Angus angrilly yelled after him. He walked the opposite way as to where Rohan had just strolled off to.
Angus stopped at the smile of fresh bread. He was facing the biggest pile of bread he had ever seen. Small piles of bread in every size and flavour were stacked next to one another and it made Angus's mouth water. He looked at the salesman who was just busy making a deal with one of his costumers (a large woman, seemingly to buy bread for an entire army) and reached with his tiny fingers for one of the smaller breads. He slipped it into one of his pockets and when he turned he looked in the eyes of an angry-looking red-headed girl. She pointed a finger at him. "You're a WICKED boy!!", she cried. Immediately the salesman and the large woman stopped jabbering and looked at the two children. "I saw you! You took bread without paying for it! You STOLE!!" The girl seemed furious for reasons Angus didn't understand. He thought she'd explode. "No i didn't!", he shouted weakly in reply. "Yes you did!! You wicked wicked boy!!" "You're mad!" Angus said while trying to escape from this mad girl's lecture. It was no good, she had grabbed his arm. Her fingernails deepened in his skin while Angus was trying to hold a straight face. "Prove it then!! Prove it that you haven't stolen within MY castle-walls!! Empty your pockets!!" Angus's eyes narrowed, did the girl just say my castle-walls? The salesman stood now behind Angus. "Go on young man, do as the princess has asked you."
One guard carried a hystericly frightened Angus away from the market. A second guard opened one of the heavy doors in the princess's walls. Before entering the Angus saw Rohan standing a few feet from him. "I told you so." His face looked sad. "Im sorry.." The guard carried Angus down a long dark stairway. "No Rohan, don't let them take me!" Rohan looked at his boots. "Rohan nooo!!" The door was closed by the second guard and made the stairway darker than it initually was. Angus tried to escape by kicking and biting, this however made the guard only hold on to him even more tightly. They entered a long hallway with many doors on either side, doors with great bars in front of them. The sound of the guards lowering the stairs and Angus's shouting had alerted the prisoners. They all stuck their skinny dirty hands through the bars and shouted at Angus. He didn't want to hear what to they were saying and pressed his hands against his ears and closed his eyes tightly. Tears ran over his cheeks. He heard a door open and felt how he was gently lain on a pile of straw. He felt how a hand rushed through his hair. He lowered his hands from his ears and saw the guard standing over him. "I'm sorry lad, this is where stealing will get you." He shook his head and left the prisoncell. There Angus spend the first four weeks after Elaenir had left him. "Mamma..", he whispered and cried himself to sleep..
"Here we are." Melnar's voice took Angus back to reality. "Ready to face your past?" Angus simply nodded as Melnar held up the curtain that stood between Angus and finding out the truth.