things
happened.
After a short ride Lana came to a
stop. “I’m going to go on foot from here, they must be about a mile
out. You should not go any further,” she dismounted the beautiful
white mare.
“ Be safe,” Donn gave her a kind
nod of his head. Once Lana was standing on her own, her eyes met
with the old man’s. He made no attempts to take the white horse and
leave.
“ Aren’t you going?” Lana
asked.
“ We will stay, we got you this
far. If your father found out I helped you and just left you here
alone he would have my head. We will stay in case you need
help.”
Lana nearly winced at the mention of her
father.
“ You know Valdor?”
“ I have met him a few times here
and there. He is a busy man. I am more of a supporter then
acquaintance.”
Glanced over at Donn’s grandkids,
Lana released a deep sigh. They were just children, they shouldn’t
be here, so close to danger.
“ They will be safe with me,” Donn
added, as if reading her mind.
“ I do not feel comfortable
endangering their lives, you should leave.” Lana urged him
quietly.
“ Well I’m not.” Was his only
reply.
“ So be it.” She was frustrated
with him, how he couldn’t see that it would be best for him if he
simply took his grandchildren and left. Even though she hated it,
there was nothing that she could do to change Donn’s
mind.
Lana slipped off her sword. She
eyed it a moment, considering whether to bring it with her or to
leave it for fear of someone noticing the blade as a Madonian
weapon. If she needed a weapon she could always create a sword,
though it would take some strength and concentration to do so.
Having her sword with her would be easier if she ran into trouble,
but it would also make it easier for her to be made as a
Madonian.
Deciding against bringing the
sword, she fastened it to the beautiful white mare for safe
keeping. After taking a deep breath, she turned to her Aorra, this
was going to be a challenge.
“ You are to stay here and keep
them safe.”
NO. Ardin released a deep growl, the kind that any
one but Lana would have found threatening.
Someone sees me wondering around
with a great big wolf… it’s not very Rami of me.
Absolutely not
Lana. She could feel the anger radiating
from him. He was not happy at all about her plan.
It’s not up for discussion, you
will obey. Keep them safe and if I need you then I will call for
you.
There were some Madonians that
gave their Aorra’s orders. Lana was never one of those. Ardin was
always free. They were partners, she did not master him into
obeying her every wish for she never had the need for that. But
this day was different. She must do this alone and Ardin would
never willingly agree to it.
You cannot do
this! His voice snarled in her
mind.
I can. And I am. The more you
fight me the more you will pull my energy and attention from me and
the more danger you will put me in, so please do not fight
me.
Lana could feel her Aorra’s rage seeping
through his consciousness into her own.
If the choices
you make today get you killed, just remember that you will not be
the only one to die. He snapped and with
that Lana was alone. Ardin had pulled back and shut her out from
himself.
A shudder ran through her at the
thought of causing her Aorra his life. Ardin would lay down his
life for her but she would never want to be the reason for his
death, he knew that. Yet his words still carried a sting with
them.
But what choice did she have? To
run away? No, she would not turn away from this, not when the
threat came from the Rami and Arkhip Dukran was using this
situation to gain the war he had always wanted. She was going to do
whatever she could to protect her people.
Lana looked up at the six
chocolate brown eyes staring back at her from atop the horses. She
gave Donn a parting nod and turned, pausing, giving a final glance
at Ardin before heading away, deeper into the forest.
The anger coming from Ardin
subsided with every step that she
happened.
After a short ride Lana came to a
stop. “I’m going to go on foot from here, they must be about a mile
out. You should not go any further,” she dismounted the beautiful
white mare.
“ Be safe,” Donn gave her a kind
nod of his head. Once Lana was standing on her own, her eyes met
with the old man’s. He made no attempts to take the white horse and
leave.
“ Aren’t you going?” Lana
asked.
“ We will stay, we got you this
far. If your father found out I helped you and just left you here
alone he would have my head. We will stay in case you need
help.”
Lana nearly winced at the mention of her
father.
“ You know Valdor?”
“ I have met him a few times here
and there. He is a busy man. I am more of a supporter then
acquaintance.”
Glanced over at Donn’s grandkids,
Lana released a deep sigh. They were just children, they shouldn’t
be here, so close to danger.
“ They will be safe with me,” Donn
added, as if reading her mind.
“ I do not feel comfortable
endangering their lives, you should leave.” Lana urged him
quietly.
“ Well I’m not.” Was his only
reply.
“ So be it.” She was frustrated
with him, how he couldn’t see that it would be best for him if he
simply took his grandchildren and left. Even though she hated it,
there was nothing that she could do to change Donn’s
mind.
Lana slipped off her sword. She
eyed it a moment, considering whether to bring it with her or to
leave it for fear of someone noticing the blade as a Madonian
weapon. If she needed a weapon she could always create a sword,
though it would take some strength and concentration to do so.
Having her sword with her would be easier if she ran into trouble,
but it would also make it easier for her to be made as a
Madonian.
Deciding against bringing the
sword, she fastened it to the beautiful white mare for safe
keeping. After taking a deep breath, she turned to her Aorra, this
was going to be a challenge.
“ You are to stay here and keep
them safe.”
NO. Ardin released a deep growl, the kind that any
one but Lana would have found threatening.
Someone sees me wondering around
with a great big wolf… it’s not very Rami of me.
Absolutely not
Lana. She could feel the anger radiating
from him. He was not happy at all about her plan.
It’s not up for discussion, you
will obey. Keep them safe and if I need you then I will call for
you.
There were some Madonians that
gave their Aorra’s orders. Lana was never one of those. Ardin was
always free. They were partners, she did not master him into
obeying her every wish for she never had the need for that. But
this day was different. She must do this alone and Ardin would
never willingly agree to it.
You cannot do
this! His voice snarled in her
mind.
I can. And I am. The more you
fight me the more you will pull my energy and attention from me and
the more danger you will put me in, so please do not fight
me.
Lana could feel her Aorra’s rage seeping
through his consciousness into her own.
If the choices
you make today get you killed, just remember that you will not be
the only one to die. He snapped and with
that Lana was alone. Ardin had pulled back and shut her out from
himself.
A shudder ran through her at the
thought of causing her Aorra his life. Ardin would lay down his
life for her but she would never want to be the reason for his
death, he knew that. Yet his words still carried a sting with
them.
But what choice did she have? To
run away? No, she would not turn away from this, not when the
threat came from the Rami and Arkhip Dukran was using this
situation to gain the war he had always wanted. She was going to do
whatever she could to protect her people.
Lana looked up at the six
chocolate brown eyes staring back at her from atop the horses. She
gave Donn a parting nod and turned, pausing, giving a final glance
at Ardin before heading away, deeper into the forest.
The anger coming from Ardin
subsided with every step that she
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