"Do you know where we are even going?'' Minre asked pulling Sven out of a reverie he couldn't even remember.
"We are going to Gesa'' "Why Gesa" "Because'' Sven said simply and Minre waited for an answer but after a few minutes he resigned himself to the fact that none was coming.''You don't talk much'' he said and Sven shrugged looking straight ahead. Minre tried to alter his step but try as he night he always fell back in step with his brother, brother the word still sounded strange. He watched him closely from the side of his eyes, the were not as identical as he had first feared, Sven had a sharper jaw and cheekbones while his jaw was more square and the lines of his cheek much softer, his brows arched, Sven's were bushy and his lips fuller too from not smiling enough Minre suspected. Sven held up his fingers signalling that they stop, he brought his finger to his lips dropping to a squat he pointed over the horizon and at first all Minre could see was dust billowing then he saw it big and blue hovering over a trio of horses surrounded by about fifteen men wearing Maldorr's colours. Minre tried to charge forward but Sven grabbed him by his collar, the look in his eyes saying "Are you crazy'' "What?, we are not gonna stay here and watch them be taken, if that's a real true life dragon then they may even be ours, what am I saying? last I heard there has only been one life dragon in Hanorak in the last twenty years'' Minre pointed at his tattoo ''Ours''. Zutara huffed out a breath, the sword in her hands felt clumsy and unyielding, to her left Sikorra gritted his teeth sword clashing with that of a soldier with such force it made her teeth ring. Riz was on the ground beside her horse the canteen of water that she carried around was uncorked and still strapped to her waist and the water within she bound into a whip wound around her hand, she lashed out pulling a man down from his horse and slamming him hard on the ground she stabbed her dagger into his thigh and he screamed. Zutara wanted to cover her ears and hide. "Be brave'' she thought to herself swinging off her horse to dodge a mounted soldier barrelling towards her, she wrapped her right elbow around the neck of the man charging towards her, worrying for a second that her strength would not be enough to take him down from his perch.. "Watch out!!" Sikorra opened his mouth to scream at Riz, when something hard and heavy crashed into the back of his skull. "Riz swung her left foot down into a guard's jaw and reached out to call forth water when from behind her strong war toughened hands snatched her off the ground and threw her roughly across a horse. "Zutara!" Riz stretched out her hands towards Zutara who was trying to control the strange horse that was bucking wildly beneath her. "Riz!" She reached out her hand to grab Riz when the horse she was steering suddenly veered off sharply away twisting her foot and tumbling her over the saddle so that her wrist dragged on the ground, she wasn't sure who was screaming louder - herself or Riz as she struggled to right herself. Sven grabbed the reins of he horse the red haired girl had leaped from to tackle the soldier rushing towards her off his horse and swung onto the saddle. The other girl had water wrapped around her arm like a lash, there was a man sneaking up on her, he grabbed her so fast the air whooshed out of her chest. Minre had gone after the old man whose right hand was hanging limp beside him."Fly away!, fly away!!" he was shouting at the blue dragon with smoke billowing from it's nostrils but it continued to hover stubbornly. Then the red haired girl howled in pain, the new horse had thrown her off the saddle but her foot was trapped in the stirrup, she struggled to regain her seat but he knew she would not make it in time before it slammed her against something. Sven dragged his horse sidelong to crash into hers and scooped her up from her waist, kicking at the offending stirrup at the last minute to release her trapped foot and she came at him nails first. Zutara charged at her attacker scratching his face viciously, he hissed in pain, her eyes were still swimming from being upside down and she was feeling nauseous but damn if she was going to let herself be captured without putting up a fight. She threw her head back and bashed him smack on his left eye and he swore long and dirty jerking her around roughly to face forward away from him. "Calm down !'' he ordered grabbing both her hands in his. Zutara leaned forward and bit into his thigh until she tasted blood. Minre nuked an arrow in his bow and released it with a blast of air for accuracy. Riz screamed when a heavy weight fell across her back, the horse beneath her began to run wildly, she turned to the side and was faced with the open mouthed slack faced stare of her captor who now had an arrow through his ear. She nudged the corpse off the horse with her shoulder and reaching for her water she tried to pull the horse to a stop but there was not enough. ''You look like you need help'' a voice said to her left and she turned to see a boy about their age smiling and running along side the horse. "Hi" he saluted and grabbed the horse by its mane. ''Darling you may not know me, of course you don't know me'' he pulled her up to sit straight. '' I'm Minre'' he pointed at her exposed tattoo and the rolled up his sleeve to show her his ''Nice to meet you...'' ''Riz'' she replied out of breath and he shook her hand vigorously, covering it with his and affording her another bright smile then someone howled loudly in pain. Sven tumbled the girl off the horse so she dangled above the ground, the only thing keeping her from being trampled under foot was her grip on the reins of the protesting horse. They both glared at each other murderously. ''If you are going to capture me prepare to have your ears bitten off '' she threatened through her teeth and Sven resisted the urge to yank her towards himself and spit in her red face, instead he pushed up his arm guard flashing his tattoo quickly, Zutara gasped in surprise making her lose her grip and fall to the ground.Zutara clawed her way back to consciousness, she was resting on something deliciously warm, she looked around taking in her surroundings.They were in a cave, that was certain because of the dark dampness and poor greenish light filtering in from somewhere she could not see, a fire was burning nearby with something cooking over it.Riz was kneeling in a corner wrapping bandages around Sikorra's side. The nasty boy who she had bitten, scratched and head butted she remembered in mild embarrassment was kneeling beside Riz and they were both smiling - the beast. Of course he would be taken in by Riz's beauty and charms.Zutara tried to get up and gasped in pain, the pair turned sharply towards her, she felt like she had been chewed up by some wild animal and the spat out.''Hey, you're awake'' the beast said smiling gaily and she simply grunted in reply not trusting herself not to spit in his face if she opened her mouth.
The wind howled like a lost wolf through the night as a man trudged on through the steep mountain pass, making deep footprints in the knee high snow.The cold was sharp and his feet were frost bitten and blistered but the lone traveller clutched the bundle that he carried tighter to himself he had to keep it warm, it had to reach Gesa safe and sound or all was lost, he has journeyed through the desert of Bukarat and into the forest of Nibigan to get it.Ninety days of little food and even less water, fighting off men and creatures that sought to destroy this ray of hope but even if it cost him his last breath he would bring the egg into Gesa, the new dragon lord lived there.In a sleepy town three hundred leagues from where the traveller stood a boy hurriedly packed up his belongings, he wanted to be gone before his mother woke up.The past year had seen a lot of misfortunes befall his family and he knew his leaving would break his
"Spread the word through out the city His Majesty the King, wants all young men born of Gesa assembled in the palace before sunset" ordered Laertes the King's special adviser as he sent out town criers to the eighteen cardinal points of Gesa running as they went"By the order of the king all young lads between the ages of fourteen and twenty three are to assemble at the Royal court before sun down" the voices of the criers rang out through the city.Towns people paused at doorways and on footpaths to listen tu the message and even in the market a hush fell and then resumed again in furious whispers of wonder, curiosity and fear."Is it the war?""Are the boys to be conscripted?""I hear Maldorr is riding for Ligath, what are we to do?""But fourteen is too young!"Zutara tied her curly red hair back and resumed milking the cow she had been working on as the boys around her looked at each other and abandoned their work stations to answer the Royal sum
Sven looked up at the breaking dawn, by now his mother would just be stirring would she rush about worriedly calling his name in panic or would she go about her business thinking that he was simply away on one of his long walks until she realized too late that she had lost her only remaining child ? he shook his head to clear the thoughts out of his head, she would be much safer if he was gone far far away.He dreaded walking past the clearing by the stream where he used to play with his brothers Raz and Nenjii while his twin sister Xen would line up her dolls with their dresses, hats and dainty cups of tea and have a make believe tea party, he could still feel the warmth of the sun on his face and Xen's humming in his ears, when life was still easy and carefree, then war broke out and Raz who was nineteen had to go off to war, for seven months he was gone, he wrote only twice and then the next letter that arrived was news of his death, their family had snappe
Sven walked most of the day, pausing only at mid day to drink some water and eat bread. He was sure where he was going but he had heard the town Alagaesea mentioned many times at home when Raz was alive, so maybe he would go there. By nightfall he checked into a small farm inn on the outskirts of a town two leagues from Alaegasea, he had been careful to stay off the main roads. Many boys his age have been reported missing the past year including his older brother Nenji who had run away two days after Xen's death and had never returned, most likely abducted to join an army on either side of the war and with the kind of powers he had, he was not interested in being a captive to be used as a weapon in a struggle he knew nothing about.At the inn he kept his head down taking a room with six other men, he did not mind the squeeze even if he preferred to stay alone, there was strenght in numbers and from their conversations while he pretended to be asleep, The
It was a cool evening and a gentle breeze was blowing when Sven finally walked into Alagaesea, it was four days since he left home and thoughts of wat he would do now and what was I thinking had already begun to creep into his mind. Still wrapped up in these thoughts, loud voices drifted to him from a distance and he approached cautiously one hand braced on the hilt of the short sword strapped to his side. There was a boy about his age and height surrounded by seven men dressed in armour of red and ash - the colors of The Conqueror." Stop now and come with us quietly and you will be rewarded handsomely" a bulky man, who was as stout as a barrel said and the boy spat at him looking around for a way of escape."I will rather eat dust""You will come with us either way, by your own will or by force" the boy took a deep breath and somersaulted into a cartwheel that sent the wind billowing around him, the soldiers slid back shielding their faces he right
''If I see one more wooden sword or pail of water, I am going to scream'' Zutara growled squeezing the water out of her hair."Oh stop whining like a baby'' Riz drawled unimpressed and earned herself a fiery glare."I am battered, bruised, contused and aching'' Zutara raged stomping around the yard.''Darling if you were all of those things all at once you would be flat on your face but it's a good thing you are so strong and big and brave'' Riz replied sweetly arching a perfect shoulder, everything about her was so perfect it brought out all her own imperfections.Her hair was a wet and tangled nightmare, her shirt a ragged torn affair ripped from shoulder to cuff where Sikorra's rotten wooden sword had snagged the previous night and there was an ugly purple bruise peeking from the left hip of her trousers, the sun had sent a merciless scattering of freckles to dot her nose and cheeks, meanwhile Riz who she had been sparring w
Zutara blinked her eyes surprised to see the sun already up and herself still in bed, normally Riz would have yanked her right out of her dreams and into a nightmare of waves and drops and sprinkles and showers.Zutara shook her head and wrapped her hair into what she hoped was a semblance of tidy and stepped out into the yard, Riz and Sikorra both turned to look at her from what was the makeshift cooking fire.Sikorra had refused to train her in the palace which to her was a huge relief, the pressure of being in the spotlight was already too much to have to add training and being trained in the presence of the King and his court and every other noble man or woman who may suddenly think that her life was their business.Instead here they were in her tiny, shabby little hut."Good morning Zutara''Sikorra greeted and waved her over to sit with them."Hey'' Riz nudged her lightly''Hey'' she said back"Did you have a good rest?
Zutara clawed her way back to consciousness, she was resting on something deliciously warm, she looked around taking in her surroundings.They were in a cave, that was certain because of the dark dampness and poor greenish light filtering in from somewhere she could not see, a fire was burning nearby with something cooking over it.Riz was kneeling in a corner wrapping bandages around Sikorra's side. The nasty boy who she had bitten, scratched and head butted she remembered in mild embarrassment was kneeling beside Riz and they were both smiling - the beast. Of course he would be taken in by Riz's beauty and charms.Zutara tried to get up and gasped in pain, the pair turned sharply towards her, she felt like she had been chewed up by some wild animal and the spat out.''Hey, you're awake'' the beast said smiling gaily and she simply grunted in reply not trusting herself not to spit in his face if she opened her mouth.
"Do you know where we are even going?'' Minre asked pulling Sven out of a reverie he couldn't even remember."We are going to Gesa''"Why Gesa""Because'' Sven said simply and Minre waited for an answer but after a few minutes he resigned himself to the fact that none was coming.''You don't talk much'' he said and Sven shrugged looking straight ahead.Minre tried to alter his step but try as he night he always fell back in step with his brother, brother the word still sounded strange.He watched him closely from the side of his eyes, the were not as identical as he had first feared, Sven had a sharper jaw and cheekbones while his jaw was more square and the lines of his cheek much softer, his brows arched, Sven's were bushy and his lips fuller too from not smiling enough Minre suspected.Sven held up his fingers signalling that they stop, he brought his finger to his lips dropping to a squat he point
Zutara blinked her eyes surprised to see the sun already up and herself still in bed, normally Riz would have yanked her right out of her dreams and into a nightmare of waves and drops and sprinkles and showers.Zutara shook her head and wrapped her hair into what she hoped was a semblance of tidy and stepped out into the yard, Riz and Sikorra both turned to look at her from what was the makeshift cooking fire.Sikorra had refused to train her in the palace which to her was a huge relief, the pressure of being in the spotlight was already too much to have to add training and being trained in the presence of the King and his court and every other noble man or woman who may suddenly think that her life was their business.Instead here they were in her tiny, shabby little hut."Good morning Zutara''Sikorra greeted and waved her over to sit with them."Hey'' Riz nudged her lightly''Hey'' she said back"Did you have a good rest?
''If I see one more wooden sword or pail of water, I am going to scream'' Zutara growled squeezing the water out of her hair."Oh stop whining like a baby'' Riz drawled unimpressed and earned herself a fiery glare."I am battered, bruised, contused and aching'' Zutara raged stomping around the yard.''Darling if you were all of those things all at once you would be flat on your face but it's a good thing you are so strong and big and brave'' Riz replied sweetly arching a perfect shoulder, everything about her was so perfect it brought out all her own imperfections.Her hair was a wet and tangled nightmare, her shirt a ragged torn affair ripped from shoulder to cuff where Sikorra's rotten wooden sword had snagged the previous night and there was an ugly purple bruise peeking from the left hip of her trousers, the sun had sent a merciless scattering of freckles to dot her nose and cheeks, meanwhile Riz who she had been sparring w
It was a cool evening and a gentle breeze was blowing when Sven finally walked into Alagaesea, it was four days since he left home and thoughts of wat he would do now and what was I thinking had already begun to creep into his mind. Still wrapped up in these thoughts, loud voices drifted to him from a distance and he approached cautiously one hand braced on the hilt of the short sword strapped to his side. There was a boy about his age and height surrounded by seven men dressed in armour of red and ash - the colors of The Conqueror." Stop now and come with us quietly and you will be rewarded handsomely" a bulky man, who was as stout as a barrel said and the boy spat at him looking around for a way of escape."I will rather eat dust""You will come with us either way, by your own will or by force" the boy took a deep breath and somersaulted into a cartwheel that sent the wind billowing around him, the soldiers slid back shielding their faces he right
Sven walked most of the day, pausing only at mid day to drink some water and eat bread. He was sure where he was going but he had heard the town Alagaesea mentioned many times at home when Raz was alive, so maybe he would go there. By nightfall he checked into a small farm inn on the outskirts of a town two leagues from Alaegasea, he had been careful to stay off the main roads. Many boys his age have been reported missing the past year including his older brother Nenji who had run away two days after Xen's death and had never returned, most likely abducted to join an army on either side of the war and with the kind of powers he had, he was not interested in being a captive to be used as a weapon in a struggle he knew nothing about.At the inn he kept his head down taking a room with six other men, he did not mind the squeeze even if he preferred to stay alone, there was strenght in numbers and from their conversations while he pretended to be asleep, The
Sven looked up at the breaking dawn, by now his mother would just be stirring would she rush about worriedly calling his name in panic or would she go about her business thinking that he was simply away on one of his long walks until she realized too late that she had lost her only remaining child ? he shook his head to clear the thoughts out of his head, she would be much safer if he was gone far far away.He dreaded walking past the clearing by the stream where he used to play with his brothers Raz and Nenjii while his twin sister Xen would line up her dolls with their dresses, hats and dainty cups of tea and have a make believe tea party, he could still feel the warmth of the sun on his face and Xen's humming in his ears, when life was still easy and carefree, then war broke out and Raz who was nineteen had to go off to war, for seven months he was gone, he wrote only twice and then the next letter that arrived was news of his death, their family had snappe
"Spread the word through out the city His Majesty the King, wants all young men born of Gesa assembled in the palace before sunset" ordered Laertes the King's special adviser as he sent out town criers to the eighteen cardinal points of Gesa running as they went"By the order of the king all young lads between the ages of fourteen and twenty three are to assemble at the Royal court before sun down" the voices of the criers rang out through the city.Towns people paused at doorways and on footpaths to listen tu the message and even in the market a hush fell and then resumed again in furious whispers of wonder, curiosity and fear."Is it the war?""Are the boys to be conscripted?""I hear Maldorr is riding for Ligath, what are we to do?""But fourteen is too young!"Zutara tied her curly red hair back and resumed milking the cow she had been working on as the boys around her looked at each other and abandoned their work stations to answer the Royal sum
The wind howled like a lost wolf through the night as a man trudged on through the steep mountain pass, making deep footprints in the knee high snow.The cold was sharp and his feet were frost bitten and blistered but the lone traveller clutched the bundle that he carried tighter to himself he had to keep it warm, it had to reach Gesa safe and sound or all was lost, he has journeyed through the desert of Bukarat and into the forest of Nibigan to get it.Ninety days of little food and even less water, fighting off men and creatures that sought to destroy this ray of hope but even if it cost him his last breath he would bring the egg into Gesa, the new dragon lord lived there.In a sleepy town three hundred leagues from where the traveller stood a boy hurriedly packed up his belongings, he wanted to be gone before his mother woke up.The past year had seen a lot of misfortunes befall his family and he knew his leaving would break his