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Vanim Ar' Tel'Uuvanimo
(Beauty and the Beast)
Ch. 9 Glake (Captured)
The kwentra laughed at Glorfindel's comment as the dance finished. He was as graceful a dancer as he was a warrior. Taking a glance at the group that was forming, he took her hand in his, and escorted her to her story telling spot.
Giving him a smile in return, she waited until he found a place among her audience and she started speaking once more.
"Everything was black. Vanim tried to make sense of where she was, when suddenly flashes of memory started coming back. She was riding with Lord Feuyaer when they were attacked by orcs.
Last thing she remembered was being pulled down from her horse after Lord Feuyaer had shouted for her to go back to the fortress as their attackers were overwhelming him. After that, everything went black.
She opened her eyes and sat up, a feeling of despair running through her.
"Lord Feuyaer!"
A pair of strong arms went around her, a soothing voice calming her frayed nerves.
"Shhh… it's ok, you are safe now."
Vanim looked up and recognized who was offering comfort through her tears. She tried to make sense of where she was. She was inside a small room, lying on a bed, the mountains could be seen through a small slit serving as a window in the outer wall.
"Fedriel! How did I get here? Last I remember we were attacked by orcs. I don't remember anything else."
Fedriel looked at her, cupping his left hand on her face, his right brushing back the locks that clouded her eyes, leaving it to rest at her side. His face showed his sorrow as he examined her injuries.
"All I know is that you appeared bloodied and unconscious. I tried to clean your wounds as best I could, but you are the healer, not me. You have been asleep for a while."
Vanim smiled at Fedriel, taking his right hand between hers.
"Thank you. You are a good friend. Have you heard of Lord Feuyaer?"
An animal sound reverberated throughout the room, its loud pitch making everything vibrate. The sound was something similar to an agonizing howl.
Fedriel winced at the sound, his hands clutching to his middle, he stumbled to the floor in a fetal position, as if he was in pain.
The howling sound came even louder this time, Fedriel releasing an agonizing cry. His eyes opened locking his gaze with hers. His eyes showed pain and something akin to regret.
"I'm sorry…"
Vanim was frozen, lying on her side while she saw Fedriel disappear right in front of her eyes.
"Fedriel? Fedriel, come back, please! Don't leave me!"
She opened her eyes once more; this time she could feel the cold stone floor underneath her. It was dark, but she could see she was in some kind of cell, the only light coming faintly from a small hole in the middle of the cell door.
The animal howls could still be heard, but not as loud as in her dream. They calmed down until they finally stopped.
She tried to move, but pain radiated throughout her body. She checked herself, no broken bones, but the cuts and bruises were plentiful enough to make sure every movement she made extremely painful.
Vanim closed her eyes, trying to gather her strength to get up. The sound of a whip on flesh tore through the silence, and a gruff voice could be heard giving out orders. Vanim painfully made her way to the cell entrance, trying to hear the voices.
"You thought you could escape us? You should know better, you belong to the master."
Vanim gasped as she recognized Lord Feuyaer's voice, hoarse and laced with pain.
"I belong to no one! You can't make me submit to your will!"
An evil laugh echoed all around the cell, a shiver going throughout her spine, her heart filling with dread.
"That's were you are wrong. Our master knows your weakness, and he will use it against you. Bring the girl! We'll see how well you do when we torture her."
Vanim stepped back as the doors of her cell were opened, a pair of hands grabbed her shoulders and pulled her out of her dark prison."
The kwentra silenced once more. An enigmatic smile crossed her
lips, her hand silently indicating that the first rays of dawn drew near.
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