A/N: You guys know who is reappearing and you've been wanting him back so here you guys go. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter (I know it's short)
Chapter 9: A Shadow from the Past
He watched from afar, using the thickness of the trees to shield them from the eyes of the English pickets. They had managed to sneak this close without being detected and now we're awaiting orders. His eyes scanned the crowds, mentally counting each soldier he could find. There were a lot but this was where the king of England was stationed. However, he was curious to why a lot of soldiers were here in the village. Hearing a twig break, he turned to see Seten approaching him.
"The men are getting restless." He informed the captain. "They are wondering if you are planning on attacking today." Not replying, he turned his attention back to the village. His eyes slowly scanned along the village, taking in everything as he mentally planned the attack.
"Get the men ready." He ordered, making Seten nod and head back to where the rest of the men were waiting. Taking in once last glance, he knew it was time.
Walking back to his horse, he passed a few of him men, mounted and ready to go. One soldier held the reins of his horse for him, waiting. With one hand grabbing the reins, the other on the back of the saddle, he lifted himself up onto the stallion. Feeling the weight of his owner, his head lifted as an ear turned back as if to let him know he was listening. The solder released the reins and went to mount his horse. Leaning forward slightly, his hand stroked the neck of the horse.
"Furasta gille (easy boy)." The soft Gaelic relaxed the horse; his could feel the muscles relax. Straightening up, he clicked his tongue and the horse began to walk. The men followed behind, keeping quiet. Reaching the end of the trees, his hand rose to signal a halt.
"There is no going back now." Seten commented as he unscathed his sword. "May I suggest something?" He asked. Turning his head, he looked at his partner. "Maybe you should stay back. The last time you attacked where the king was, you were taken prisoner." He remembered that attack well, too well. He should have known there were soldiers hidden behind the wall of the castle. It was a mistake and it costed him a lot. However, he would never take it back. Though it landed him in prison and an execute sentence, he got to meet her. Christine…he hadn't forgotten about her. He tried finding her, but couldn't. After a few years, he gave up searching for her. But he would still think of her sometimes.
"Captain?" Hearing one of the soldier's voice, he pushed the thought of her out of his mind. He had to focus on the attack, not needing a distraction. Turning his attention to the village, he settled into the saddle. Like a loin stalking its prey, he mentally counted down. 3…2…
"Ionnsaigh! (attack)"
The Gaelic translation is right after the words so I think I'll do that from now on so you guys will know the words right away instead of scrolling down to the end to read the translation.
Now Erik is back and attacking the village. Will there be a reunion?
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