Pendragon watched as his love walked out the door and he got up to go after her. "Loor!" he called out.
Floria sat there, dazed while she watched Bobby run after Loor. She really didn't know where she came from but she knew who she was supposed to serve.
"Is everything done, my Floria?" a voice asked from behind her.
"Yes," she replied vacantly, "Bo-Pendragon ran after Loor. All is set."
"Very good," said the voice and out of the shadows, was Nevva Winter.
"Loor...Loor!!!!!" Pendragon ran across the field running after the person he loved. "Loor, it was a mistake! I don't like her I love you!" He balked at the sight in front of him. It was like a giant cage growing out of the sand. And Loor was running straight for it. Instinct took over and Pendragon ran. "Loor, stop!"
Loor stood there, in a hypnotic state. "What's going on?" she asked herself, "how come I can't move or speak?"
"Loor," a voice said, "Listen to me. I am in grave danger. Forget Pendragon. Forget Zadaa. Follow me."
Loor nodded, not knowing who was speaking to her or what was going on. She felt her body move forward and felt her hands each out to someone. She felt hands holding hers; hands taking her strength away from her. She knew this wasn't right. Yet, she couldn't will herself to move. She was trapped. There was a big "clunk" and her vision, speech, and movement returned to her. However, she was trapped in a cage. She looked at her hands; they were as pale as snow. Her strength was taken away. She would be trapped her forever. "Loor!" she looked up in amazement; it was Pendragon.
Pendragon ran to the cage Loor was trapped in. "Loor, what happened"
Loor shook her head and tried to walk over.
Pendragon pulled at the cage and tore off parts of it. It was poorly made but Loor was weakened. Yet, her captors didn't expect someone to come and rescue her. He held out his hand to her and pulled her out. "You okay?" he asked.
Loor nodded and felt a little strength return to her, however, she was still too weak to run away.
Pendragon hoisted her onto his back. "Hold on okay," he said, "don't worry you'll be-"
An arrow had cut him off and flew straight for his heart.
Pendragon dodged the arrow and a few others that came right after. However, some hit his arm and legs and immediately, Pendragon went numb and fell on the ground.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" A voice said, "Young Pendragon and his lover defeated in less than an hour. New record I should say."
Pendragon looked up and saw a young boy about his age walk towards him. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Me?" replied the boy, "my name is very common amongst these lands. It is Solarin Naymeer and I believe that it was you, Pendragon, who killed my grandfather was it not?