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This means song (Which I doubt I will have any in this chapter)
Ch.2 Capture by the King
The girl had not planned to leave that quickly, but with the raiders in town, and the black robed guys had tried to steal her horse, it did not seem like a safe place to rest. Even if they decided to follow her the winds would wipe away her tracks. Her next destination was Shimergrel. It was the biggest town in the Aedorn desert.
She arrived in the next week. It was a crowded city day and night since travelers stopped there so often. A huge crowd lingered by the stables. She tiptoed up and peered over the crowd. It was the group of raiders she had seen in Illithion. This time they were trading horses. The black robed man that had tried to take her horse stood among the raiders. The girl ducked down low almost instantly and made her way away from the crowd.
That guy is dangerous; I better watch out if he tried to snatch Blaze one time he will most likely try a second. She spent the rest of the day browsing around. Not all the raiders were trading some were searching the entire town for something. Every corner she turned she saw one depart in the shadows. The leader of this country will have something done hopefully soon.
Soon enough the crowded streets parted and let the leader through. He was a young man with white robes on and piercing blue eyes. His steed was a pure breed black stallion. Two guards surrounded him peering around the crowd suspiciously. It seemed like the whole city went silent. The only sound was of the guards weapons clanking. The crowd followed as he passed. As they neared the raiders they crowd around them became silent as they looked behind them. They parted so the ruler could get though to them.
"What brings you here on this humid day in January?" asked the leader.
"Our only wish is to trade to earn some pendants so we can buy supplies," replied the raider
"The last thing I would no a raider to do is to play fairly. It has been reported that your "group" is sulking around my city. Explain yourself."
The girl squeezed out of the crowd and in between two clay houses. She clambered onto and old stand and onto the roof. She ducked down and took out her bow. She saw, from an overview, that most of them had surrounded the crowd, and were hidden in the shadows. Now the girl had lived most of her life in dangerous situations but if this got too ugly she was leaving it to the guard of Shimmergel. She fitted an arrow to her bow and waited, cocking her head to hear the words of the opposing groups.
Amar jostled around his head for something to say but nothing came. Finally an idea came to his head.
"We had gotten separated and they were looking for us, your majesty."
"If they were searching for you why had you stopped your search to sell horses?"
"We figured they'd have found there way back by nightfall."
"Raider, do not mess with me and my people! If any harm is done to one of them you shall perish, even before them if necessary."
The raider had a hard time controlling his emotions. Suddenly the two guards around the king were struck with arrows. They slumped down moved no more. The king was alarmed in such a way that he was frozen with fear. Someone jumped onto the stallion behind him and held a dagger to his neck. He took in a sharp intake of breath.
"Don't move or I will cut your throat," whispered the raider behind him.
"The crowd stared stunned by what happened in 10 quick seconds.
"The girl raised the bow and peered over the ledge. She was right. The leader would be attacked. Now she had to do something about it.
Gosh please don't let me miss, she thought.
She pulled her bow back the full length and fired it at the raider behind the king. It pierced him in the arm and he fell to the ground. Amar gasped and looked around.
"Guards!," the king yelled.
The guards poised along the street came to his side. Amar looked around fearfully and spotted a black form on the roof of a nearby house.
"Get them!, yelled Amar, as he pointed to the roof of the house. Chaos erupted as the raiders clambered up the side of the house. The girl gasped and sprinted, jumping from roof to roof. The raiders right on her tail yelled furiously. The king saw her upon the roofs and ordered half of his guard to come with to save his rescuer. The other half stayed and advanced on the raiders left. The people ran into buildings dodging out of the battle.
The sun was burning hot and was tiring her tremendously. She needed to get to somewhere safe, FAST. If they caught up with her she would surely be killed before anyone came to her rescue. The Raiders fought the guards and in the end broke through the wall they had made and raced into the desert. Wounding several as they made their way out. The girl came to a very long jump and hardly made it rolling to her feet. The other raiders stopped and ran for the gap. She didn't waste any time despite the reason she was tired out.
She ran on and four blocks away she climbed down a wall. The girl walked silently and stealthily through the shadows when something sounded behind her. She looked back and saw a small group of raiders. She sprinted off yet again. They were on her heels. At a corner the girl made a sharp turn into a dead end, the group came into the space. There was no time to turn back, she was boxed in. Yet she still held her ground, sliding her dagger out of its sheath. The made a large semi-circle around her and the girl backed up against the wall. They kept advancing until they were only a few feet away.
The girl stood panting. She moved foreword a little bit. It seemed to happen in a split second. She laid one foot on the wall and then jumped using the force of the wall. She broke through the semi-circle injuring two raiders. She toppled down and rolled over after though. She jogged out of the dead end and turned the corner. A sharp pain on her shoulder, and she knew no more.
They stood dumbfounded in what just happened. Then they wheeled around and half went after the girl. But when they turned the corner the found two crowds. One was their clan and the other was the soldiers. Amar stood in the front holding an unconsciousness girl. They had captured her. The king broke through the crowd.
"By my order you will hand her over."
"Really? Well let me ask you this, would you really try to kill me and endanger the girls' life even more or would you step off like a good man and let me pass safely out of this pigsty of a city?"
The king looked at the girl in the raiders grip. She had saved his life, but he couldn't do anything for her without getting her killed. Amar lifted the dagger to her throat.
"Well? You should hurry or I will decide for you."
The words came hesitantly. "You may depart, but if I see you here one last time you will surely fall!"
Amar grinned and lowered the dagger. "Now that's how my bargains go," he grumbled.
Groups out of the clan came out of alleyways and from behind buildings already mounted upon their steeds. Amar climbed upon his steed still holding the dagger to the girl's throat. They galloped their horses out of the city and speed off into the distance. Having no clue that one of the horses they were riding was the one horse they had been searching for, for months.
The world was a blur. As soon as she opened her eyes it was blurry. She closed them in mental reaction then squinted. Her view came into focus slowly. She could hear the sound of laughter. Her vision became clear but her head throbbed terribly in dizziness when she tried to look around. The girl groaned. She tried to sit up but found her hands to be tied tightly behind her back. She struggled a bit but found that they would not loosen.
Every one of her senses her dull but she could vaguely hear, see, and feel. The only thing she could do clearly was seeing. They must have drugged me, thought the girl. But who are they? She shifted herself slightly to face the noise. What happened? I was sprinting for my life and then they surrounded me. I used my special technique and then what? I must have blacked out and the raiders must have gotten me. But how would they have gotten out of the city when there were so many of the king's guard?
Silence. Suddenly there was silence. The people either left or stopped. She froze in fear as she heard the clank of weapons coming her way. The girl closed her eyes tight and prepared for impact. None can but she didn't open her eyes. She felt their presence. The stuffiness of the space around her grew. A warm hand grasped her chin pulling her face to look at him. She squinted hesitantly and found a brown bearded raider, wearing all black robes.
The black robes symbolized the leader's right hand. He surveyed her and found the dagger she had used in a pocket like bag on her boot. The edge was jagged and entirely sharp top to bottom. A green edge stained with blood. Probably from the men she had killed. It had an alien inscription on the handle. The blade was made with fine craftsmanship, yet dwarfed their daggers.
Please don't hurt me, thought the girl. She hadn't noticed the discard of her most prized possession. The sword had been part of her family for how long she had no clue. But it had been handed down for generations, normally to the young man of the family. Fortunately there was none except her to accept it.
She made a promise to guard and keep the dagger, and hopefully pass it on to a family of her own. That was something though she hadn't thought of at all. Her opinion was that a man shouldn't get to work with wild animals and other things and that women should feed them and clean all the time. So she had discarded the idea of a spouse long ago.
Anyway, the black robed man whispered something to another raider and he hurried out of the tent. The tent flap soon opened again revealing a raider with red robes. In all her life she had learned this. You did not want to mess with the king of the raiders.
They would kill you on the spot even if you touched his possessions without being given permission. She became stiff as he neared. The raider king was especially young, like in his 20s young. The king was not the worst though. It went on and on. The highest was the leader of all raiders everywhere. The highest was a wizard. They were always young, skillful, and smart.
The red king bent down and surveyed the girl. After what seemed like an hour of silence he spoke.
"You say she killed three of our men?"
"Yes"
"Such treachery should resolve in death."
"Yes I agree"
The girl froze on the spot. They're going to kill me! No please no!
"But…..how could a simple nomad kill our trained clan members?"
"Go fetch some witnesses"
"She was watching from the roof of a nearby house, my king, and she shot Aquinas." The witnesses entered the tent.
"Tell me precisely what happened"
"We backed her into a dead end and she used a dag technique (a weaponry move) she broke through the wall killing several of the others. She ran around the corner and Amar must have banged her on the head and…."
"Stop! I have heard enough!"
"My deepest apologies sire."
"Do what you want with her now but later we will take her to the council."
With that he left.
This is the same chapter I just corrected the format. I will now be uploading the third chapter. I finished ) .