Disclaimers:The characters and the setting do not belong to me, they belong to the brilliant Terry Brooks. This story takes place after The Heritage of Shannara Book III: The Elfqueen of Shannara. Please remember to review!
What could have happened?
Child of Shannara
Queen of the elves
Wren Elessedil
To a few, Wren Ohmsford
She doesn't know who she is anymore
She sat under the Ellcrys
The wonderful trees
Which sat in the garden of life
Clutching the ruhk staff
Staring at the Loden
Little did she know
That someone was watching her
Waiting for what felt like an eternity
"My Lady?" he asked
Causing Wren to jump
Wren looked towards the castle
There stood Triss
The Captain of the Home Guard
Worry set in his face
Concern evident in his eyes
Triss walked toward Wren
Uncertain of himself
"Sit down" Wren said
Patting the spot next to her
Smiling at him in joy
He sat down
Looking around as he did so
They sat in silence
Staring at each other
Wondering what they should say
Triss was about to speak
When he heard a noise
Like a rifle being shot
He quickly shielded Wren with his body
Just barely missing the bullet
Whoever it was
Left in a hurry
Leaving Wren and Triss together
Trying to gather their wits
Wren wedged between the Ellcrys and Triss
"Triss?" Wren asked
Silence
"Triss?!" Wren cried
"It's alright, I'm still here,"
Came the answer
She turned then
Grabbing Triss and holding him close
Triss sat in shock
Before he wrapped his arms around Wren
Holding her close while soothing her
Day turned to night
As they sat under the Ellcrys
Thinking about what might
Have happened to them
Had they lost the other.