I'm speeding up the events

Chapter 6

"Princess, your wounds are looking good, soon you will be fine." Elissa smiled, sitting on the bank of the small garden that the monks had.

"Then, I am on my way" she raised but was stopped by Alyn.

"It's a good sign but I'm afraid..." She smiled sadly, sitting on the bank.

"I want to be out of here." muttered

"The rest will do you well. You know your body better than anyone can you say you are well?" She wanted to say that her health was good but she could feel her body still weak. Elissa wanted to tell that the pain she felt in her chest didn't exist but she know that later or earlier Alyn will know that she had lied and all her efforts to get out had been in vain.

"Unfortunately my body still needs rest... But I want to get out of here; I don't know how you can stand these walls every day. I want to go where..."

"I understand your pain..." She looked at him skeptically "...well, maybe not but we've sent a message that you are alive and well."

"That doesn't help. When I can leave Alyn? How long to be fully recovered and ready to travel?"

"The time will come, you have to have patience, milady"

Asking Alyn when she could leave was like talking to a flower and expects an exact answer. Elissa was tired, tired of the room, tired of the people... They were good people but they weren't the people that she wants to see her every day. She missed the market and all the adventures that left Isabelle happy, who filled the void that Elissa felt when she was in the castle. She longed for the laugh of her sister; Elissa could remember the fascination that her sister had in the story of Erik and giants. She knew very well every word of the story... She missed the warm embrace of her father... She longed to see Elmont movements with the sword while training his companions, longed for is simple presence in fact she longed for more... The dream that Elissa had still play in her mind. The feel of his lips, his embrace it was wonderful but it was only a dream.

Even if she tries she couldn't remember what had happened to her and how she had gained those wounds. Elissa tried to figure out what kind of memory loss was that she suffered. The monks said that her mind had made her forget to protect her body but it was taking too long to recover from the wound in her chest.

It hurt breathing, hurt when she talks even when she move her left arm. The wound in her forehead healed, leaving a scar that now and then was hidden through her hair. She just hoped that someone would get her out of the monastery or she would do it, she would leave even if she wasn't prepared to take the trip.

Isabelle wore a cloak to hide from the people and unwanted looks as she approached her horse. In the darkness the only light that she had was the moon, and that was the light that lit her way, tomorrow was to be announced her engagement to Lord Roderick and she didn't support that decision, as well as she heard rumors and couldn't help wishing they were real... The King didn't even want to know about such rumors saying that were blasphemy but she couldn't ignore as much as she wanted to. Isabelle thought that her sister was alive, that thought remained in her mind and now, she'd heard the rumors that for some time were circulating... All the descriptions she heard, the descriptions about a women, resembled too much to her sister...

But if she is alive why she didn't said anything?

Isabelle couldn't stop thinking that it was her sister, she never had been dead. She wanted to know... She rode the horse that was already sealed and left in the direction of the great gate.

She had to know!

Elmont found himself sat down at his writing desk, writing. His room was inside the castle, large and looking for the comfort... But simple, he makes sure of that. Some tapestries adorned the stone walls but it's nothing with great detail... The large bed occupied a good part of the entire room; the bed was comfortable despite Elmont no longer been able to find rest as he had before. His window found itself facing the garden; he could still remember watching sometimes Elissa... Her beauty, the hair lulled by the breeze, the smile that graced her face when she knew he was watching. She had never told him anything about it, she never had asked why. But the moments he loved most were those that she was not aware of his gaze or the moment when he find himself in a hiding place, watching her in the most peaceful place he ever discovered. When she tried to hide away from the world he was the only person who knew where she was going... And she didn't know that he knew that place...

Elmont always tried to resist when his gaze sought her, always tried to stop his heart when his pulse sped with the simple presence of her but it was impossible, inevitable... He was her Knight and guardian, sworn to defend her own life, he couldn't have given his heart to Elissa but he had delivered to her...

He closed his eyes and sighed. Wherever he was looking for rest he wouldn't find it, then he tried to do something useful for rewarding time. The confrontation with Lord Roderick had left his mind in a storm, he try to relax and forget how he lost control and said what he couldn't. Elmont knew he shouldn't forget, he knew that what he said would chase him and torment him. Knew that Roderick will not forget.

The door bust opened and of defensive boost Elmont rose and with that action the chair fell. He picked up the dagger that rested on the table and put himself in defense, ready to attack or defend if necessary. His gaze met his friend at the door. Crawe was panting. It was dark and the room was lit by a candle that was in the desk. He approached Elmont.

"Crawe, what are you doing here?" The hand that held the weapon fell slightly when he didn't find any threat. The candlelight flickered making stir the shadows that were projected on the face of the Knight. Crawe looked to Elmont and smiled.

"The Princess escaped..."

The moment he heard the news Elmont couldn't stop but sigh deeply, that was not the first time that Isabelle would do that and he dared to say for sure that it wouldn't be the last. In that moment he remembers Elissa and when she fled the castle with Isabelle... He couldn't help but feeling a little pain in his chest.

"Crawe, gathers the men..." he approached the spot where stayed his armor and weapons "I predict that will be a long day... too long..."

"It had always been a secret, Princess?" Elissa sighed resignedly. It seemed that Alyn weren't able to learn her name, she thought it was easy.

They were in the road that would take them to Cloister. She didn't want to wait any longer, even if the wounds were not healed, she had to leave the monastery and that was what she had done. Elissa fled in the middle of the night only to be caught by Alyn and with some persuasion, now they were on the way to Cloister. For her had been a long time since she had seen the castle and the people. She was happy to know she will see them again.

The clothes she used were simple and rustic, too simple for her status but she didn't care about such a thing. A great hat covered her head concealing her face, black hair falling down her back.

Words must be authenticated with acts.

"No..." They spoke of it again, about her desire to prove herself worthy of the confidence that the people gave to her, and be able to prove that she was much more than what they thought.

"Princess... is beginning to rain. We must find shelter... we shouldn't have left the monastery." Elissa laughed amused, they were in full road that would lead them to Cloister and nothing beyond green fields and trees beyond that were seen with the help of the moonlight.

How we suppose to find shelter?

"I believe you will not find anything for..." a lightning interrupted what she was about to say and Elissa winced, gritting her teeth.

"Princess, we should look for something..." The monk stopped talking when he realized that Elissa was far from him and already looking for a shelter "...Princess..." Alyn tried to follow her but her horse was too fast for his mount to catch.

"See if you catch me, Alyn. We have to find shelter and quickly"

Alyn sighed.

Oh...No...

Isabelle couldn't stop thinking about the horrible weather that existed, the rain fell and she was unable to see clearly, she would have to seek shelter but saw nothing beyond the water that falls around her and that made the search more difficult.

She fell in the saddle to path the horse's neck that was clearly tired. Knew that the knights would come looking for her but Isabelle only want the time to start the search and to know if the rumors were true. Her desire wasn't achieved because she could hear a scream that seemed to be her name but it was hard to tell who was, with the sound of rain.

Isabelle continued in the direction that she initially took. She would have to find shelter and fast.

"Just a little more and you will rest..." Isabelle told to the horse, whispering in his ear.

She was trying to see beyond the rain, trying to find someone or something.

Light...

She looked at the sky for a moment. In the distance Isabelle saw a light that stir and tried to approach guided by it. The rain and mud soil hindered every step that her horse took.

"Elmont... We have to find shelter. We will not be able to find the Princess in this storm" Crawe shouted amid the noise of the storm.

Promise me, Elmont...

"We can't... We have to find her..." hissed. He had to find her whatever it took, Elmont needed to know that Isabelle was safe, he needed to keep her safe. The horse was restless as he and feel the movements of his mounted leave him increasingly anxious. "Crawe" He cried and Crawe when he heard approached. "Gather the men and return to the castle, you will be accompanied by Lord Roderick"

Once known the escape of Isabelle, Roderick volunteered to help in the search, bringing his personal guard, Sir Wicke. And Elmont has to accept his 'help'.

"Elmont we will not leave you, if you intend to stay we..." Elmont looked at him and smiled. "I know you will not rest if you don't find her..."

"Crawe, back to the castle and when the weather change return the search. You will be in charge of the men..."

"Are you crazy...?"

"No..." Elmont whispered his hair was wet pasting up to its forehead; his mouth was slightly open due to wheezing.

"I will not leave you…"

Elissa and Isabelle will reunite maybe in the next chapter as for Elmont that will find that Elissa is alive. Starting from the moment when they know that she is alive the relationship of Elmont and Elissa will grow. I really want to write those parts. Please tell what you think.