Doreon
Doreon struck the commander with his elbow, causing her to retreat. She watered down the air. The girl sheared a couple of times and Doreon took advantage of his moment of distraction to attack, by now he knew that he had to take advantage of every moment of inattention to hit her, otherwise he would have ended up immediately knocked out.
He swirled the hilt of the sword in his hand and attacked her while she brought a hand to her stomach, where he had struck her. With a slash he tried to catch her in the right shoulder, but she swirled on herself quickly, she went straight back and kicked him in the chest, pushing him back; With the flat part of the sword he struck him in the arm, still sore, making him squint.
The commander quickly crouched on the ground, placing a hand on the ground, kicking him on his ankles. Doreon flew into the air and landed with his back groaning in pain, the blow made him see the sparks for a moment. He
Doreon stopped the horse and dismounted. In front of him the soldiers of the commander took the steeds gathering them together. She sat comfortably in front of a fire, at her side were Blake, Lyza and Barclay.Doreon decided to stay away from them. He took off his cloak and sat down and placed it next to him. He was in front of the girl and could see her through the flames.The commander was quiet and talking to Blake and Barclay, she had freed herself from the belt with her swords and placed it at her feet, while Barclay, sitting to her right, handed her a piece of dried meat.Doreon watched them carefully, the portrait of tranquility, as they argued among themselves.The girl's features were relaxed and serene, as they always were when she was surrounded by her warriors; The shadows of the flames danced on her face, while she moved a lock of pink hair behind her ear, with her elbows resting on her knees.They had left that morning at dawn and had
TarynTaryn stopped the horse and dismounted, while Aiden held him by the bridle. The sun had already gone down for some time leaving the light evening breeze to hit them.They had crossed the Elder border a few days ago and immediately felt the abrupt change in temperature.Every day it became more and more difficult to march back to Althea, the scorching sun gave him no respite. Elhiàs, always at the head of the procession of men, did not care much about that suffocating heat. It was much warmer than when she was gone and only a month had passed.She immediately took off her leather gloves and rubbed her sore shoulder: traveling all that time in the saddle was not doing her very well, she felt all the muscles of her body numb also because of Elhiàs.Since they had been together they had not been detached from each other, for Taryn it had become like an obsession, she could never get enough and for him it wa
Taryn put her head straight and stared into his eyes. "No," she immediately declared."Yes," Elhias replied. "We have to talk to him, to find Cleim I need him too.""No, you don't understand." Taryn got out of bed and placed the cup on the table. "Athelstan is not the problem, it is Kyros. What would happen if you sent a messenger to Locrand and instead of Athelstan Kyros showed up? What would happen if Kyros got his hands on me or Cleim, if he's alive, of course." Again she tried to suppress the grip that threatened to devour her heart at the very thought that such a thing might have happened to Cleim."He will never lay his hands on you, much less on the child," Elhias said as he reached her."You can't be sure. That man is capable of anything. He sent men to kill me. He hunted me like an animal, forced me to flee from Aeris, before I could even get close to Athelstan again. I will never allow him to come close to me again."Taryn turned to look
NathanHe had left Sumon in her room alone to ruminate, but he knew that the next day she would be the first to enter the boardroom waiting for everyone to arrive to discuss again.It was now late at night, but he was not sleepy, he preferred to enjoy the light breeze that ruffled his hair, so he stayed in the corridor. Elbows resting on the marble, as he watched the moon high in the sky illuminating the darkness, the air was fresh and filled his chest.He knew he would have to stay in Sumon's rooms, he knew they had to keep trying, but he couldn't, in fact, he didn't want to.He was tired.His mind was crowded. Memories, worries and thoughts.Memories that were brought to his mind by the presence of the Neyers, which he had sealed and clung to only in a few moments, which he now felt more vivid than ever, as if he were there again, in Althea.Concerns addressed above all to Doreon.His friend had been
Nathan turned around, grabbed her by the hips and sat her down on the table, before joining their lips. Aislin immediately brought her hands into his hair and wrapped his waist with her legs, while returning the kiss passionately. Their tongues intertwined, their breaths mingled. Nathan pushed himself at her, trying to be as close as he could, as she moaned in his mouth. When they were out of breath they broke away. Nathan rested his forehead on hers and opened his eyes, meeting her sweet gaze. Aislin rubbed her nose against his and Nathan got goosebumps as his heart pounded. "I missed you," Aislin said gently, looking him in the eye and running her hands through his blonde hair. "You too," Nathan admitted, closing his eyes and breathing deeply, intoxicated with his scent. "Where did they move you?" he asked, stroking her behind her back. Aislin pulled her forehead off his forehead and Nathan opened his eyes. The princess bent
TarynThey had stood still for a day, waiting for the messenger from Locrand to be brought to them. Elhias had not the slightest intention of taking a step without first finding out what Locrand wanted from him.Taryn suspected that Elhias wanted to find an excuse to meet Athelstan. Surely he hoped that the message would be an invitation to Locrand, so that he could finally meet his old friend again. She knew what kind of bond united them, that they had grown up together and adored each other as brothers, and she was also aware that being forced to close ties with him had made him suffer greatly. Although Elhias never showed his emotions on the outside, Taryn could see beyond his façade. She had learned to understand it, she knew how his little head worked, and in their time together she had observed the relationship between the two princes a lot.They had always been a shadow of each other. They never separated and their thought
"Accompany him to his accommodation," he then ordered the servants, who immediately nodded.The man made a half-bow and then quietly exited the tent.As soon as he left, Elhias stood up and stepped down from the platform, running a hand through her black hair and ruffling it."What do you want to do?" asked Taryn, passing the letter to one of the lords of Elhias, before she too rose."We must go to Sierra immediately. If what I think is happening, we need to start preparing everybody.""Everybody?" asked Taryn, puzzled.Elhias nodded."And the men who will go north?" asked one of Taryn's lords."The plans will remain the same until we have certain information. The usurper will soon fall, however, and as soon as he does, we will recall the army," Elhias replied."What about marriage?" Taront asked, arching an eyebrow."We have a master in the camp, and we will celebrate him this very evening."
DoreonDoreon sat on the ground, his back resting on the log in front of the fire, as he took the bag with wine and brought it to his lips."Damn witches!" exclaimed Barclay, sitting next to him and pulling the wine out of his hands, before bringing it to his lips.Doreon snorted annoyingly and watched as he threw himself on the ground noisily."And you'll have to put up with them all the way to Mihdel," Doreon pointed out.Barclay went through the water and began to cough, Doreon took the wine back to his lips taking a large sip."Stop complaining and provoking them, you will only increase their hatred and desire for revenge," Doreon said quietly, as she passed him the wine."Doreon is right," the commander declared behind him, before sitting down next to Doreon. "They're already uncontrollable, if you get bothered by them, I won't be able to keep them out of your throat." Doreon took the wine and pass