One of the other Templar's had snuck beside her and lunged for her, they hit the ground, hard.
And as if it was nothing, he immediately got to his knees and grabbed her hands together behind her back and pulled her to her feet.
"Good distraction Cullen, lets get this one to the clearing." Cullen looked as if he'd been slapped in the face. She wouldn't give up yet though, the fear made her adrenaline burst out of her ears, she struggled . Kicking and wiggling , she would not give up without a fight. "Oi ! Stop that you brat !" The one holding her arms together shouted at her.
"Don't call her that Caroll, shes scared out her mind ..and for good reason." Cullen said calmly. "Well here then!" He violently shoved Kyra into Cullen's breastplate, not once letting go of her arms. "You take the little witch!" Cullen showed his inexperience. "Dear Maker, I-uh , well fine I guess.", he gently but firmly placed his hands where Caroll's were.
They began to come up behind her house, her little cottage.
She immediately began to struggle again, hoping she could at least find her mother.
Cullen looked like he didn't know what to do, confused .
"Please don't.. squirm. We're not going to do anything to you."
Not buying it, she though.
"Don't spit your lies at me pig!" She countered and began to boost her effort.
"Aha, she's a feisty one for such a young thing." One of the others said behind them.
Once they got around her home, she saw her mother, shouting at another Templar, and two more holding down Manic , but once he saw her no amount of people could hold the Mabari, he bolted away from the Templar's leaving them stunned in the grass. He growled at the one named Cullen, and licked his masters hands, Cullen came to an immediate halt. Then her mother had seen them. "OH MAKER , KYRA DID THEY HURT YOU?" . She began to walk towards her but the Templar talking to her grabbed her arm once again, "Mam , we won't hurt her , we already told you that the Circle Of Magi is compl-"
"OH MAKER NO DON'T TAKE MY BABY!"
"MAKE THEM LET ME GO MOM!" . Caroll sighed , obviously annoyed,
"Take her to the horses Cullen , we need to calm down her Mother." She felt Cullen nod and they began to turn from the house. Her mother began screaming again.
No no no! She thought to herself. She started struggling again and yelling to her hound.
"MANIC , MANIC HELP ME ." But no hound came , were they holding him again? She was so exhausted, she only had a little fight left in her. Cullen didn't say anything, but she could feel his extremely controlled breaths behind her.
They were at the horses for about 5 min, she couldn't struggle anymore, and Cullen could tell.
She was propped up against the tree that the horses were tied to.
He knelt in front of her, just making sure she wouldn't flee again. She was so tired, yet all she could do was think of terrible things, her mother had told her of the things Templar's did to Mages.
They were lies of course, but she was to sheltered and young to know that.
I'll never see my Mother again, or Manic. I can't... I can't do this on my own. She tried to hold it in but it was no use, one rouge tear after another rolled down her cheeks until she was balling.
She couldn't help it. Cullen looked at her with concern, she didn't really care at this point if he saw her cry .
"I-I … oh dear, Please d-don't cry, nothing bad whatsoever is going to happen t-to you." His words meant nothing to her. Liar, she thought, Don't try to calm me down.
Ever so slowly and quite cautiously (VERY nervously), he placed a hand on her shoulder and rubbed his thumb back and forth.
"W-w-w-why are y-you being s-s-so nice? Aren't you g-gonna hurt me?" she said over the tears with great effort."Of course not." is all he said with a sigh.
It had been about half an hour, she had stopped crying and just sat there deep in thought, mostly about what her Mother was doing at this point. Cullen never once took his hand off her shoulder.
She had to admit, it was comforting, but she was still confused by this,
Why in Thedas would he care about my feelings ? Obviously not a good Templar…
Finally the other Templar's joined them and Cullen removed his hand and stood. The one called Caroll spoke first,
"She's calmed down though it took long enough. We can get the hell out of this dammed forest now."Kyra sprung from where she was sitting, "She's giving up? She's gonna let you TAKE ME AWAY? NO, I want to see her!" .
Cullen gently grabbed her arm to restrain her from fleeing, she tore it away. She started running to her home, but she had not got more then two steps away before Caroll roughly grabbed her arm and thrust her to the ground."Listen witch, your coming with us and there nothing you can do about it."
She spat in his face without hesitation, and with utter disgust he looked at her with such hatred and raised his hand, per-pairing to slap her. She closed her eyes wrapped her arms around her head, she new this was coming, but it felt worth it. Cullen grabbed his arm in mid slap,
"Don't." He warned , they stared at each other intently for a minute, and finally Caroll backed down. Definitely worth it. Cullen held out his hand for Kyra , yet again.
What is the void is this "Cullen" up to?
She stared at him , and finally made the decision to smack his hand away and help herself up . I don;t need you're help Templar. She new he didn't deserve her hatred, but she was still trembling slightly from the exhaustion, and fear.
She brushed herself off and stood there awkwardly , expecting to be hit down again. Her palms were still sweating."Enough with the sympathy Cullen, and get in the sodding cart brat." Caroll spat.
Sure enough she looked behind Cullen and a cart stood behind the bay horse.
She looked over in the direction of her house, and down at her feet.
If she's given up on me, I guess I have too.
One single tear fell down her cheek, frustrated she violently wiped in away.
"Fine, I don't care what happens from here on."