Hi everyone(or anyone)
this chapter is VERY short, but it is really just a stub to pass the time.
Etyg: thanks 4 the review, but can i have mose specific stuff please. Where is the grammar bad, etc.
Disclaimer: i do not own citadel-they own everything
Aellarel remounted on the outskirts of the now ruined town, her sight blurred with tears. she had fought bitterly to escape the town, abandoning her brother's body in the process. she rode back to where she stashed the egg. The sun shone down and birds sung, in sharp contrast to her own emotion. she dismounted where she had left the pack, and swung the brown leather rucksack onto her shoulders once more. Its weight comforted her, and as she prepared to ride back to Lothern and Tyrion, her eyes gradually would do this last job for the Everqueen, then she would adopt the mantle of a shadow warrior, to enact harsh vengeance on the Dark elves who killed her brother. they would die in agony, and then her brother's soul could rest.
The sound of thundering hooves jerked her from her reverie. She looked to the path to see a large group of horsemen bearing down on her. Quickly, she jerked her horse off the road,diving into the underbrush. Pushing her horse to the limit, she sped away.
Aellarel paused. She sat just before the pass, but could hear no sounds. Steeling her nerves, she rode in.
A sight of devastation met her princes and corsairs lay dead, bodies mangled and limbs missing. Red blood soaked the dry earth. A sense of panic overtook Aellarel, and she cried out.
"Father? Father!"
But no sound returned, save dim echoes, mocking her.
A gleam caught Aellarel's eye. An armband of onyx,stained with blood. One her father used to wear. The corpse it was attached to was headless and mangled. Unrecognisable, save for the armband.
Aellarel sank to her knees and wept, as her life crumbled around her.
I've almost finished the next chapter, so it should be done soon