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?'' he asked and she nodded ''Yes'' ''So while you were - away Riz here and I realised that we may have been pushing you too hard, we know this is all new to you and we haven't been very kind to you''. ''So we have decided to slow down and let you breathe'' Riz cut in ''Not that there won't be any training or practice but that we are going to turn down the physical tasks a little'' ''In view of this we came up with some ah....'' Sikorra scratched his beard looking to Riz for help. ''Instructional guides or manuals if you want to call them that'' she reached down into a pouched Zutara had not noticed at first and pulled out a bundle of crudely bound sheets of paper, she gave the to Zutara who stared in awe at the intricately illustrated drawings showing and explaining the various stances and posturing for binding water and wielding a sword. ''We won't have to train every single day anymore but you will have to practice on your own and we will test your progress from time to time, is that okay?'' Zutara grinned hugging the bundles to her chest.''Thank you so much'' "That's not all'' Riz held out some neatly folded clothes '' I noticed you are having some minor,'' she rolled her eyes ''who am I kidding? major wardrobe troubles'' Zutara frowned. "Hey don't look at me like that, your old clothes may have been good for whatever your life looked like before dragons and fire and training, but sweety right now they are a no-no, make that a hell no, you don't want to be worried about anything ripping during a struggle or the big girls hanging loose at inopportune moments'' Riz gestured at her own breasts and Zutara gasped folding her hands over her chest and glancing to the side at Sikorra who looked away quickly in embarrassment. ''Sorry to make you uncomfortable but anyway, the blouses are tighter and stronger than what you already have while the bottoms are looser and softer you'll thank me later'' Zutara mumbled something inaudible under her breath. "What was that?'' Riz asked. "Oh nothing just hoping that they are soft enough to strangle you with'' she replied sweetly and Sikorra snorted in laughter. ''Very funny'' Riz drawled '' As I was saying, there are ties for your hair, if you asked me I'd say hack some of it off, but then try tying it up sometimes'' Zutara rolled her eyes. "Thank you very much, you two for trying to make shit easier for me, it does mean alot, thank you'' ''You are welcome, child''"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 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 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