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Miyu: So far sweet Murtagh is winning 3 nada.
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Shade: (Sulks)
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Everlasting
Chapter #2: hljodhr wyrda (silent fate)
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The sun rose up over the spine, onto the city of Teirm. All seemed normal, every morning the sailors would make there way down to the docks to help repair the burnt section, the house maids and merchant homes would begin the days task, and a certain young girl would try to evade the city guards and escape the city. This morning however, would prove to be slightly different.
Hidden in the shadows caused by the tall city walls, a young, black haired girl drew her hood over her face and walked casually to the gates. As she blended into the crowd leaving the city she quickened her pace, eager to leave the stonewalls as soon as possible. Crossing through the gate she watched the ground in front of her so the guards could not see her face, or, she watched the ground until a guard grabbed her arm. "My lady, it is not right for you to test our skills every day." The girl smiled sadly as the guard pulled her back into the city, "But Timon, you nearly always catch me now. And I haven't been able to leave the city in ages!"
The guard named Timon shook his head, "I'm sorry my lady, but you know I am not permitted to let you out of the city. As Lord Risthart's niece you of all people should know all the dangers that lie outside of the city." "I'd know them more if you would let me stretch my legs outside the city!" She thought for a moment, "No wait, that didn't come out right." Timon shook his head once more as he led her through the city towards a fine house near the centre, "My lady, please. You are the heart of our city!" The girl looked away, "A heart is confined to the body until it is released in spirit form."
"What was that my lady?"
"Nothing Timon."
As they turned a corner towards her home she suddenly stopped, "Timon, I'm sorry." He looked at the girl, "For what?" "For this." She jerked her arm free and kicked Timon in a place no man should ever be hit. Placing her hood over her head she quickly ran back towards the gate and passed through with no further problems. She never noticed the hooded boy walking in the other direction.
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Murtagh sighed, forcing himself not to groan. He had been searching for the girl named Selena for nearly a month without much luck until a traveler on the road told him to try Teirm. Murtagh had kicked himself on the entire journey there for not trying the big city that had caused his Lord so much trouble. It only made sense that the girl would be there. But now that he was there, waiting in Risthart's house, he couldn't stand the excitement of finally finding her. At last, Risthart entered the room.
"Good evening sir. Is there a matter I can help you with?"
Murtagh turned to look at him, "Yes there is." Risthart strode closer, "May I ask of your name sir?" Murtagh smiled, "My name is Murtagh son of Morzan." This was all he needed to say; Risthart would know the rest of his title. "M-my lord. How is it that I may assist you?"
Murtagh struggled to resist laughing at how quickly this man had changed from a sure politician to a babbling servant. Before Murtagh could state the reason for his visit, however, a young boy, possibly a servant's son came into the room. "Pardon me milord. But I have important news. It's about your niece." "What happened this time?" Risthart walked towards the boy, forgetting about his guest. As the boy told Risthart about the girl's un-lady like action and her escape from the city, Murtagh felt Thorn contact him.
What's wrong Thorn?
I saw a young girl in the forest and she began attacking me with her miniature swords.
Can't you even take care of a little girl?
I can. But I do not want to hurt her.
Why not?
Because I think she is Selena.
Murtagh broke off their connection and decided it would be best to help Risthart out before going to help Thorn. "What does you niece look like Risthart?" Risthart thought for a moment, "she's about so high, has black hair and dark green eyes." Murtagh hid his glee, "I think I may know where she is. Follow me." He showed himself out.
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At a clearing, a safe distance from the city, the red dragon Thorn sat holding a very furious girl between his fore claws. His wing had a tear where the girl had first attacked him though his claws where not to bloody because she had dropped her daggers when Thorn had picked her up. From a spot in the wood closest to the main road, Murtagh appeared followed by Risthart and two guards. Signalling for the other men to wait he walked to Thorn and began healing his wing, refusing to look at the girl.
"Are you his rider?" The girl asked. Murtagh had no choice but to look at her, "Yes I am, Selena." Selena stared back in shock, "Murtagh? But you're the boy I saw in my dreams. The one who always asked my name." He smiled, "Looks as if we've been having the same dream." He directed his attention to Thorn, "Thorn, please let her down." Reluctantly, Thorn lowered the girl and let her go. Murtagh walked over to her, "I'm sorry for Thorn's rudeness. But we've been searching for you for a long time. He wouldn't have forgiven himself if he has lost you." Selena nodded, "I understand. But why were you looking for me?"
Murtagh smiled, he had rehearsed what he was about to say until he could say it in his sleep. "In the dream we shared I saw your fate. You are destined for great things Selena. Come with me too Uru'baen and I can make it worth your while." Selena curtsied, "I'm sorry Murtagh, but I do not believe in destiny. I make the path my life follows and for now it stays in Teirm with what's left of my family." Murtagh frowned, that wasn't the reaction he had expected, "Are you sure? At Uru'baen you will be treated like royalty."
"I am already treated far to well for my status." She replied kindly. "Isn't there any way I can convince you to go with me?" She shook her head. He paused as Thorn gave him a suggestion. "If you go to Uru'baen. You will be able to go wherever you wish. Do whatever you want, and live life as you wish." Selena froze, "Live as I wish?" Murtagh nodded, "Freedom is only one of the things you will come to enjoy if you go with me." He let her think, "Thorn and I will arrive at your city centre tomorrow at noon. If you wish to come with us we will see you there. If you have not changed your mind you can send a messenger. But believe me Selena. It will be worth your while to come." He walked over to Thorn and swung gracefully onto his seat. Thorn flew off a second later.
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Back in her lavish room, Lady Selena of Teirm sat on her windowsill surveying the beautiful sunset across the waters. Most of her life and all of her memories were at Teirm. Ever since she could remember, her uncle had taken care of her. Giving her everything she ever wanted. Everything that is, except freedom. Her uncle did not understand why a young lady would want to go out and dirty her clothes. He didn't understand that she belonged outside.
After a while she bored of the sunset and walked towards a loose floorboard under her bed. Opening it, she revealed things that would make her uncle faint if he knew she possessed them. Her weapons consisted of a few extra daggers and a flimsy practise sword a soldier had given her. Next to it were a few traveling cloaks used by female commoners, and riding pants. Her maid had supplied her with these. She took a bag her maid had delivered earlier that day and carefully arranged her prized belongings inside.
After the floorboard space was empty she removed the false bottom to reveal a few personal belongings. A portrait of her parents before they had been killed showed a tall man who resembled a much younger version of her uncle, and a slightly shorter woman who could've been Selena's older twin. Except for her eyes, Selena had her father's eyes. Her mother's ears where also a lot more pointed. Though the painter had chosen to give her normal ears. Next to the portrait were a finely made bow and a quiver of arrows. Selena had practised long and hard under the cover of night until she could hit any target she wished. She put these objects in her bag as well.
The final object in her hidden spot was a gold medallion with a flying dragon carved onto it. Her aunt had given it to Selena on her 10th birthday, saying that Selena's mother had made her sister in law promise to keep the heirloom safe until Selena's birthday. This, she placed around her neck and under her shirt. Looking at her bag she sighed, she could still stay here, all she had to do was send a messenger tomorrow and her life wouldn't have to change. But then you'd never be free, a little voice in her head reminded her. Selena stood up, she had decided. Tomorrow morning, she would go with Murtagh to Uru'baen. And she would never look back.
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Miyu: How was it? I know the end was a bit drawn out but I wanted it to be longer than last chapter.
Shade: Don't forget to review!
Review replies (Miyu):
Tarwen Svit-kona: Thanks. I have a thing for Murtagh. I like your story too, it's really good.
Psyker: Don'tworry. This chapter's longer than the last one.
Dragonflame55: Don't remind me about the typos! Shade doeas enough of that already. Thanks for reviewing.
Niham: Ya, I had a story written out about Murtagh becoming a rider before Eldest came out. Now it makes me sad because it all came true. Thanksfor reviewing.