Shyria (10th)

“We will send word to the dwarves and all the elven. But tonight we rest, we will start the preparations first thing in the morning.” The elder said as she climbed on the platform. “Good night my children, sleep well it will be a long day tomorrow.”

All the elven people walked away whispering and looking back at me with smiles on their faces. I turned to Faeron and he wrapped his arms around my waist with his hands clasped on my lower back and kissed me.

“I love you.” I said when he pulled away.

“I need to talk to you my dear.” The elder said before Faeron could get a word out.

“Ok we can speak now if you want.” I stated.

“We should go somewhere private.” she said looking back and forth from me and Faeron to Jarret and Denyse.

“They come with.” I demanded fully knowing that she wanted me to leave them behind.

“Very well, follow me.” She said leading us to the house at the very end of the city and opening the door for us to go in.

“Now what is it that we need to speak about?” I asked.

“Well with you being the queen we cannot allow you to go out to fight.” She started.

“No, I will not sit on the sidelines while people die for me.” I interrupted as I turned away from her angry that she would even suggest that. “That is not going to happen while I am still breathing.”

“But if you die what will be the point in starting a war?” She asked.

“I will not die, I never die.” I snapped at her getting irritated.

“But…” she started.

“No I am not going to make more people suffer because of me; it is one thing if I am fighting with them but I will not make them fight for me; they are my people not my slaves.” I interrupted getting angrier with every word.

“Well I do not want an argument so we will at least have people protecting you during the battle.” She stated.

“I do not need to be…” I got out before Faeron covered my mouth.

“That will be fine.” He answered right before I pushed his hand away from my mouth.

“I have to go somewhere tomorrow I need to get up pretty early is this all we needed to talk about?” I asked folding my arms over my rib cage.

“No, I do not know if you aware of this but you have to marry before you can be queen rightfully.” She stated.

“Eloan’s not married so how did she pull it off?” I asked.

“She killed her husband.” She stated bluntly.

“Ok well after the war Faeron and I will just…” I started.

“No, you do not understand; you do not get to choose, your parents are supposed to arrange it at birth but you were not the heir to the throne then.” She stated.

“Then who chooses?” I asked watching Faeron as he grabbed a hold of my hand and squeezed lightly.

“It will be the person that the queen and king chose for their daughter that you will have to marry.” She answered.

“I will not, I cannot…” I stuttered and then ran out of the door crying but not sure if it was from anger or the sadness I felt right then.

It felt like someone had stabbed me in the heart a bunch of times and then put all their body weight on my chest. Right then I did not know where to turn or where to go even. I had never felt like that before and I swear it would have felt better if someone had literally ripped my heart out of my chest and crushed it in their hand.

I ran all the way to mine and Marrialli’s house, not sure of where else I could go. I made it there by the next night and I ran to Marrialli’s grave and just fell to the ground crying. I knew I still had to do this for the sake of my people, for the sake of the kingdom but what about me. In the end I knew what it was going to come too. I would be left unhappy for the sake of my kingdom but why could it not be changed why did I have to be the queen, They could have someone else be queen. I did not want to be the queen anyways.

I sat there and cried until I fell asleep where I lied. When I woke up the sky was just barely turning light blue. Faeron was there and I was covered with his shirt. He was sitting at my feet and from the way he looked he had been crying too probably as much as I had. There was a horse tied up to a tree. There was a fire going and Faeron just stared into it for a while.

“You know, I do not like this either.” He said in a soft voice. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“I cannot do this if it means I have to be with someone that is not you.” I answered as a lump formed in my throat and it got hard to speak.

“You’ll have to.” He answered. “But I will never leave your side, unless you want me to leave.” He added glancing down at the ground.

“I will never want you to leave.” I said as I sat up and leant against him, my heart breaking as I did. “I cannot stand this!”

He put his arm around my shoulder and held me close to him. I could not help it as the tears started flowing out of my eyes again. I put my head against his chest and he started running his fingers through my hair. We stayed there all day and I cried most the time. I was grateful that he was there for me even though I hated him seeing me cry like I was. Before we left to go back to the elven camp I made my way back to what used to be my room.

I grabbed the armor that Marrialli gave to me for my sixteenth birthday and put it on.  It was a mythril top that came only down to the bottom of ribcage it was low cut and the sleeves were thin and made out of leather so I could move easier. The bottom was a skirt that was slit up to my thighs on each side. The top four inches maybe five were made out of leather. It was armor definitely fit for a princess, as Marrialli put it when she gave it to me. Putting the armor on brought back memories of my sixteenth birthday but I did not cry, for once I just smiled.

I walked out of the house and Faeron just stared at me for a minute. He then came up to me and kissed me, pulling me in close to him at the same time. He embraced me for a while and it felt wonderful. He kissed my forehead and then let go of me hesitantly. He helped me up onto the horse and then climbed on behind me. It was a gloomy ride back to the elven camp but I cherished every minute of it. When we got there the elder came walking up to us and I just walked inside Sohn’s house before she could say anything to me.

“Are you going to be alright?” Neinna asked when she saw the look on my face.

“I love him and I cannot be with him.” I stated as I sat on the couch and buried my face into my hands. “It is not fair. I would give the life I live and the air I breathe just to spend the rest of my life with him.”

“I am so sorry dear.” She said as she came and sat on the couch next to me and put her arm around my shoulders.

“What is the point in living if your entire world is ripped away from you?” I asked. “How can I love another when I have already met the love of my life?”

“You cannot.” She started.

“But you can always tolerate another.” The elder said as she walked in the door. “I see you already have armor so you will not have to be fitted for it.”

“I hate this place.” I muttered as I got up and walked into Faeron’s room and closed the door behind me.

I did not come out of his room for three days and no one bothered going in there, not even Faeron which really bothered me because all I wanted was him. I wanted him to go in there and start kissing me or lie on the bed with me even but he did not. I cried most of the time I was in there. I had taken the necklace that he gave me off and I was just holding it and staring at it. I hated what I had to do to keep my people safe and it was breaking my heart. I did not sleep much at all either.

Shyria (9th)

We woke up to a knock on the door. Faeron put his pants on quickly and ran to go check it. He did not open the door wide enough for them to see the clothes strewn all over the room and for that I was grateful. Almost as soon as he opened it Neinna collapsed on the floor. She had blood all over the front of her dress. Faeron tossed me my clothes and I got dressed quickly while he carried her out to the couch. Faeron saw his father standing by the front door and immediately he got a confused look on his face.

“Father are you not supposed to be at work?” He asked him.

“I had to talk to the elder about your girlfriend I just came back to get my stuff.” He stated as he ran over to Neinna. “What is going on?”

“I do not know she came and knocked on my door then she collapsed, she does not look good at all.” He answered.

“We need to find where she is bleeding from and try to wrap it up.” I stated. “We have to stop the bleeding and then we will try to wake her up and see what is going on.”

“It is her shoulder.” Faeron said as he ran for the room to grab bandages.

He ran back out and by that time Denyse and Jarret were awake also. Faeron ran out quickly and pulled her sleeve down so he could clean the wound. It looked like a stab wound, it was deep so he had to stitch it up also. When he had finished wrapping it up she finally spoke.

“Eloan’s men,” She muttered with her eyes barely open.

“They did this to you?” Faeron asked with a beyond angry tone is his voice.

“They know who she is.” She stated, still out of it.

“Mom we need to get you to a healer.” Faeron said.

“You need to protect her.” She stated. “They are coming. They want a war. They won’t stop until she is dead.”

Right then there was a knock at the door so I jumped onto the counter and then jumped up into the trusses of Sohns roof. Faeron answered the door as soon as I was hidden. I watched as the three guards that attacked me in the woods walked into the house along with three more that I had never seen before. My heart was pounding and my body filled with rage.

“We are raiding the city no one is allowed in or out of their houses, or out of the city.” The first guard said. “Now if you’ll excuse us we need to search the premises.”

They moved into the rooms and we could hear as they thrashed them. They came back out into the front room and one of the guards seemed to recognize Neinna. He walked up to her and as he moved to push her hair out of her face so he could get a better view of her I recognized his gauntlets since they still had blood on them from when he smacked me across my face.

“Did we just speak to you?” He asked.

“Yes you did.” She answered in an extremely weak voice.

“Why are you here?” He questioned.

“I was on my way to see my son when you attacked me.” She answered.

“Or you came to warn them.” The first guard stated as he walked up to her and drew his sword.

“You will not touch her.” Faeron said as he ran over to the one that drew his sword.

“You are committing treason against the Queen. That is death without trial you know that. Step down before I kill you.” He said.

“She is no queen.” Faeron said as he threw the guard up against the wall by his throat. “She never was.”

Right then I realized Denyse ran off when I did and she had just barely come out with all our weapons. The guards were all after Faeron now. Denyse tossed him his sword and same with Jarret. Faeron threw the guard that he had into the corner by the front door.

Two of the guards were fighting Faeron now and the one he had just thrown into the corner was trying to sneak up behind him. Jarret and Denyse were both fighting and Sohn was pinned up against the wall.

I jumped down from the trusses and ran up and punched him right in the nose before he could even realize I was there. He shook it off quickly though so I roundhouse kicked him across his face. Luckily Denyse had brought my weapons out too so as he fell to the ground I ran over and grabbed my swords.

By the time I had my weapons they realized who I was and three of them were after me.  Two of them grabbed me from behind and the other came running at me with his sword drawn. I jumped into the air and did a backflip while the two were holding onto my arms. I pushed them both into the one that was running at me and they all fell to the ground but they quickly got back up. I grabbed three of the throwing knives out of my boot and threw one at each of them hitting all three of them in the throat. All the guards lay on the floor either bleeding to death or already dead by this point.

“You should have just stayed up there.” Faeron said as he came running up to me.

“I am fine.” I said not realizing how bad that jump made my leg hurt until then.

“I could have handled it.” He said as he caught me from collapsing onto the floor from the pain.

“I am alright; it is just a sharp pain.” I answered, smiling because of how relieved I was that he was ok. “It will go away in a second.”

“Faeron,” Jarret started. “They are attacking the entire city.”

“Stay here?” He questioned looking at me.

“Why? I can take care of myself just fine you saw that.” I asked, getting a little irritated at him.

“Because someone needs to look after my mother.” He answered lying about it.

“That is not the real reason why will you not just tell me?” I questioned.

“I cannot stand to see you get hurt anymore.” He basically snapped at me with a look of aggravation in his eyes. “I love you and I am not going to risk losing you; please just stay here. I’ve seen you get hurt enough already.”

“I will stay.” I answered looking at the floor smiling about the fact that he finally told me how he felt.

They all ran out of the house except for Sohn. He ran over to Neinna as soon as everyone left. She smiled at him and then at me. I walked over and sat in a chair that was somewhat by the couch but it was facing the kitchen window so that I could see what was going on outside. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Sohn had grabbed Neinna’s hand and held it up to his lips kissing it multiple times.

“I love you Neinna.” He said under his breath as a tear fell from his eye.

“I love you too.” She answered as she brushed his hair out of his face.

“When this is all over we can finally live together again.” He said as he sat her up slightly and then slid himself under her and then laid her back down so her head was on his lap. “You’ll never get hurt again.”

As I watched Sohn run his fingers through her hair I realized that they were not separated because they wanted to be, they had to be. My eyes filled with tears as I watched the romance of the moment. I wondered why they had been separated if they were happy together. Sohn kissed Neinna on the forehead and then I just had to ask.

“Why do you two live away from each other if you two still love each other?” I asked.

“I had to keep my son safe.” Neinna stated.

“So why did you both not go?” I questioned still confused.

“Well when the castle got raided and everybody got killed there were two bodies missing. We both had hoped that it was someone that would be able to take the throne or possibly Marrialli.” Sohn started. “I stayed here in hopes that maybe Marrialli would show up, and Neinna travelled into the mountains to protect Faeron. It was very difficult at first I missed her dearly and my boy, but when Eloan is off the throne we can finally be happy again. That thought alone kept me going.”

“How long has it been?” I asked.

“Almost fourteen years.” He answered looking at Neinna. “It seems so much longer though.”

I could not really say anything after that because it all seemed like somehow it was my fault that they were apart. I felt horrible but in the end it made me hope that it was like this for me and Faeron. I loved him and I hoped that we would still be as much in love after we spent our lives together as we were now. Neinna and Sohn were perfect for each other and I want it to be that way with Faeron and me.

It had started to get late and Sohn had carried Neinna into his room so that she could get some rest. I decided to go into Faeron’s room and cleaned it up for him and then moved back into the front room. Sohn came back into the front room a few minutes after that with a look of sorrow in his eyes. He looked as if he was ready to cry. He plopped down on the couch with a huge sigh.

“Is she alright?” I asked fully knowing that he was upset over Neinna.

“Yeah she is going to be fine; I just hate her being in pain like this.” He stated. “It is almost like I can feel all of it.”

“Where is mom?” Faeron asked as he walked through the door.

“I put her in my bed because she got tired and the couch is not all that comfortable.” He answered.

I saw blood running down his arm as he walked over to me. He had a gash in his arm but it was not so deep that he needed stitches. He sat down in between my legs and I could tell he was worn out. Sohn brought in a glass of water and bandages and handed it to him.

I took the bandages from him and started wrapping his arm up. He had the entire glass of water gone by the time I was done wrapping it which did not take very long at all. Denyse and Jarret came in the door right after that.

“The elder is pissed.” Denyse said as she and Jarret sat down on the couch.

“Why?” Faeron asked.

“They took three more women and she got word from the dwarven that they are taking their women too.” Jarret answered. “And three other elven camps also.”

“They cannot just walk on us forever.” I said as I stood up. “They want me that bad, let them try to take me.”

“Where are you going?” Faeron asked as I started for the door.

“They want a war, I will give them one.” I said as I walked out the door.

Shyria (8th)

“You are not sick, are you?” I asked out of nowhere.

“No I am not, but in my defense I told her that… a lot.” He started. “But she would not listen to me.”

“Well how did you make yourself feel warm?” I asked out of curiosity.

“You cannot tell me that your body temperature does not rise when you are with Faeron, especially when he got close to you or his body touched you.” He answered.

“You like her.” I stated.

“A lot,” He added. “And she has no clue.”

“Then you need to tell her.” I answered.

“I cannot do that.” He stated as his cheeks flushed a deep red.

“Yes you can.” I said. “I told Faeron.”

“No you did not you just accidentally kissed him one day.” He said putting his face into his hands.

“Yeah, you are right.” I answered. “But he knows now, Denyse has no clue, but if it will make you comfortable I will tell him when they get back.”

“I am not going to tell her.” He said. “Can we just change the subject?”

We pretty much just talked about random stuff after that and then he helped me into the room when I got tired. He said goodnight and still did not seem the same when he walked out of the room. I had a feeling that he wanted to tell her but I somehow knew he was not going to. I lit the only candle in my room and just lied there waiting for Faeron and Denyse to come back. I ended up falling asleep before they got back though. When I woke up he was awake also.

“Good morning Beautiful.” He said almost as soon as my eyes were open.

“Hey handsome.” I answered before I could even realize what I was saying.

He brushed a strand of hair out of my face and kissed me. I pulled him on top of me and put my arms around his neck while he was still kissing me. I took his shirt off and he started raising mine up again while he was still kissing me. He touched the stitches that were on my back though and pulled away quickly.

“I cannot.” He said as he got off the bed and put his shirt back on. “I just cannot.”

“We do not have to.” I answered.

“That is just it I will not be able to control myself if we keep going.” He said.

“Ok.” I said as I pulled my shirt down, a little irritated. “I will stop.”

“Shyria,” He started, grabbing my hand to stop me from walking out of the door.

“What?” I asked turning to look at him.

“It is not that I do not want to.” He started. “I do want to so bad it is driving me crazy but I am not going to risk hurting you more than you already are.”

“I understand.” I said trying to avoid the conversation.

“Any more of this right now and I will not be able to stop myself.” He said, with a huge sigh.

We stayed there for another week, Faeron and I barely talked, same with Jarret and Denyse. I could not believe how awkward things had gotten. Jarret was the one helping me when we were headed to Faeron’s father’s house. When we camped Faeron and I slept without talking to each other like we usually did and I was sure that Jarret and Denyse did the same.

We got to Faeron’s father’s house before we even knew it though which was good because the days seemed really long. Faeron walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. A man came to the door; he had whitish grey hair and a kind smile that appeared when he saw who was at the door. He motioned for all of us to go in, so we did.

“Dad, this is Shyria.” Faeron said as soon as the door was closed.

“Wow you share the same name as the lost heir, do you know the story?” he asked, looking at me with the same kind smile he had when he saw Faeron.

“Dad, she kind of lived the story.” He answered.

He looked from me to Faeron, then back to me. I took my mask off and a huge smile crossed his face. He walked up to me and kissed my hand.

“Everyone thought you were dead.” He stated.

“I know that is how it was supposed to be.” I answered smiling back at him.

“My dear boy,” He started. “You have brought me hope and happiness all in the same day.”

“Has it gotten worse?” Faeron asked his tone of voice was upset again.

“Yes it has gotten horrible.” He said looking down at the ground. “They will take whatever they please whenever they want. They have even ripped families apart they have even taken wives from their husbands.”

Right then I think was when we all realized how stupid we were being. Faeron grabbed me and kissed me ever so passionately. Jarret kissed Denyse and she kissed him back.

“I am sorry.” I said as soon as we pulled away from each other.

“No I am sorry.” He returned kissing me again. “I was taking you for granted and I shouldn’t have done that.”

“I like you Faeron and I shouldn’t have pressured myself on you like that.” I stated blushing slightly.

“Do not worry I enjoy it and I like you too, a lot.” He answered.

“Denyse, I have liked you for a long time.” Jarret started as soon as Faeron and I stopped talking. “I want you to be a part of my life.”

She did not say anything she smiled and then answered with a kiss. Jarret smiled a huge smile when they pulled away. Faeron’s father looked around at all of us with a confused look on his face.

“Did I miss something?” He asked.

“It was nothing father.” Faeron answered as he put his arm around my waist. “We were all just being stubborn.”

“Uhh, well I will make up the beds in the two extra rooms I have then.” He said as he walked down the hallway with an extremely confused look on his face.

“I am going to go help him ok.” Faeron said, then kissed me on the cheek and followed his father.

Jarret followed so Denyse and I just sat on the couch for a while. We waited for them to get done but they were taking forever and when they finally finished they both left without saying anything to us. Faeron’s father came out and sat on the couch in between us.

“So where have you been hiding all this time?” He asked smiling again.

“Marrialli has been taking care of me.” I answered. “She has kept me hidden because if anyone would have seen who I am they would have killed me with no questions asked.”

“Sohn,” Denyse started. “Where did the guys go?”

“Faeron had to send a message to Neinna and they wanted to pick up some more bandages and stuff.” He answered.  “But anyways my dear how is Marrialli doing? I haven’t heard from her in a while.”

“Well… She died.” I answered as I looked down at the ground.

“Oh, what a shame, Marrialli was a good person.” He answered. “And a dear friend.”

“You do not seem upset about it?” I questioned.

“My dear when you are as old as I am you realize that if you let the death of another eat at you you’ll end up consuming your own life.” He answered. “It is not that I am not upset about it I am just not going to let it eat at me like I use too.”

“Yeah that is very true.” I stated realizing that I had been dwelling on Marrialli’s death.

“You are very beautiful, just like your mother.” He said.

“Thank you.” I said as I smiled a little.

“You have got her smile too and her gorgeous bright green eyes.” He added.

“Dad, you shouldn’t be hitting on my lady when I leave.” Faeron said jokingly as he walked through the door with a big smile on his face.

“Ha son, I was just telling her how much she looked like her mother.” He said as he got off the couch.

“So it is getting late.” Faeron started.

“But she has not told me how you guys met yet.” Sohn interrupted.

“Well that is a really long story, but I am up to telling it if that is alright with Faeron?” I questioned.

“Yeah it is fine if you are up for it but I still need to check your back and see if it is healed enough for me to take the stitches out.” He answered.

“Well, I had just left mine and Marrialli’s house.” I started and then paused as Faeron walked into one of the rooms. “She had just passed away and I had to bury her so I was upset. I walked for two almost three days before I stopped. I camped in a cave that proceeded deep into a mountain. When I woke up I left again. Eloan’s men found me and almost killed me but Faeron found me and stopped everything that they were about to do to me. I ended up passing out before I could see who he was. The next thing I knew I was waking up in his house wearing one of his shirts and with stitches on every wound.”

“So he saved your life.” Denyse stated.

“Yeah, pretty much.” I answered.

“It is a lot worse than what she is telling you, she just does not want you to feel bad for her.” Faeron said as he came out of the room. “She is making me sound like more of a hero than I am.”

He stood there looking into my eyes; I think he was trying to see if it was not going to bother me if he told them. After a few seconds he let out a huge sigh then looked down at the floor.

“When I had gotten to her all of her clothes were ripped off, she claims I got there before anything happened but one of the guards had hit her in the head really hard with the handle of his sword.” He added as he sat down on the couch next to me and put his arm around me.

“Wow, you two are perfect for each other.” Jarret said jokingly to break the awkward silence that followed Faeron’s part of the story.

“Yeah, I agree.” Denyse said.

“I still do not know how my son got such a pretty girl, especially a princess.” Sohn joked giving Faeron a playful push and a huge grin.

Faeron and I both blushed and looked away from each other. They all started laughing at us and I think we both realized that we still had not decided if we were together or not. Everyone else retreated to the beds for the night and Faeron and I were left on the couch stuck in the most awkward moment we have had since we met.

“We should probably get some sleep.” He stated nervously.

“Yeah,” I started. “I feel like we need to talk more though.”

“Yeah, you are right.” He answered as he let out a huge sigh.

“I do not think we can just go with it anymore, we both have feelings for each other and it is either we are or we are not.” I stated.

“I cannot imagine my life without you.” He said as he grabbed my hand.

“So we are together then?” I asked.

“I would not have it any other way so unless you do not want to then I guess we are.” He stated and then kissed my hand.

“That sounds good to me.” I answered and then stood up.

He got up also and helped me walk into his room. He opened the door and we walked in. The bed was made nicely with dark red silk bedding. There was a candle lit on the stand by the bed and there was a single rose lying on the bed on the side that I usually laid on.

Shyria (7th)

They all walked inside but I stayed outside. I walked around back to where I buried Marrialli and sat at the end of the grave. I sat there and cried for the first time since her death. It felt good but I felt weak because of it.

“Are you alright?” Denyse said as she walked up behind me.

“Yeah.” I answered, wiping the tears off my face.

“Look I know we haven’t been the best of friends since we met, but I am here for you if you need me.” She said sounding kinder than she ever had before.

“This is just hard for me, she was the only family I had left, the only family that I have known since I was three.” I said. “She was all I had left in this world.”

“You know I lost my sister not that long ago.” She stated as she sat down next to me.

“What happened to her?” I asked.

“She was a red haired elven and well Eloan’s men got her, they killed her right in front of me and my mother. As much as I wanted to I could not stop them even though I knew I could have killed them all.” She answered. “I would do anything to have that woman off the throne but with the rightful heir dead that is never going to happen.”

“Not exactly.” I said reluctant on what I was about to do.

“What do you mean?” She asked looking at me, confused.

“I am the rightful heir.” I answered as I took off my mask.

“Are you ladies going to come inside out of the cold?” Jarret asked as he and Faeron walked over to us.

Faeron stopped him though when he realized that I had taken my mask off.  Denyse just stared in awe for a second and slowly a smile grew across her face as she glanced down at the ground then back to me. Faeron and Jarret walked back around the house and we saw the light turn on. I swear I saw a glimpse of hope enter her eyes.

“Are you ready to go inside?” Denyse asked as she stood up and held out her hand to help me up.

“Yeah.” I answered as she helped me up.

She helped me inside and the men were just sitting on the couch we had. They were talking but when we walked in they stopped. Jarret stared at me for a minute and I just walked in to the kitchen and got some water. I came back out and sat on the couch next to Faeron.

“You have been on your leg far too much for today.” He stated as soon as I sat down. “It will not heal right if you keep walking on it like this.”

“I know.” I answered as I took the boot off of the injured leg. “We never even put a splint on it. It is killing me right now.”

“I got all the stuff for the splint when we were in the town.” He replied as he pulled it out of the bag. “I also grabbed all your weapons before we left.”

“Thank you.” I answered as he put the wood he got on my leg and started wrapping it.

“So were you and Marrialli really related because if so you know that Faeron is her nephew right?” Jarret asked.

“Yes, I know and no we were not, she was the one that snuck out of the castle with me when Eloan raided it.” I answered. “Guys I am really tired. There are two rooms and there are sheets and blankets in the closet.” I added turning my head so that they didn’t see the tears forming in my eyes even though I knew they could hear them in my voice.

“Yeah you should get your rest.” Faeron said as he finished the splint. “Do you want me to help you into the room?”

“No I will be fine.” I answered but he stood up and carried me into the room I was headed for anyway.

“Are you going to be alright here?” He asked as he laid me on the bed and sat down on the bed next to me.

“Yeah, I cannot run from my past forever as much as I wish I could.” I answered with a huge yawn.

He lied down with me and held my hands. My heart throbbed in my chest and pounded against my ribs. We both fell asleep shortly after that. It was a rough sleep though. I woke up pretty early also but not before Faeron.

“Good morning Beautiful.” He said almost as soon as I woke up.

“Good morning.” I answered smiling at him. “Is everyone else up too?”

“No, they stayed up pretty late last night.” He said as he ran his fingertips up and down my arm. “Why?”

“I was just wondering.” I answered with a smile.

“I should probably change the bandaging on your back so you do not get an infection, is there anything I can use to boil water?” He asked as he sat up.

“Yeah, there is a teapot in the kitchen I can get it for you.” I answered, trying to get out of the bed.

“No, you need to stay off your leg, I will get it.” He said as he got up and left.

I waited in the room for about ten minutes until he came back. I sat up all the way and pulled my shirt up for him to undo the bandages. I got sick of holding my shirt up though and just took it off and held it over my chest. That really seemed to make him feel awkward; I could feel his hand shaking as he cleaned the wound.  Instead of wrapping it up he started rubbing my shoulders his touch was seducing and welcomed.

“What are you doing?” I asked as I practically turned to mush in his hands.

“You are really tense.” He stated as he moved from my shoulders too the middle of my back.

“I know.” I answered as he started rubbing my lower back.

As he kept rubbing my back I could not help but wonder if he felt the same way about me. I also realized how much he seemed to care about me and wondered if maybe it was more than he would let onto. I thought back to the day that we kissed and remembered what exactly he said to me.

He finished rubbing my back and I turned to face him and kissed him. As I climbed on top of him he started running his fingers up and down my hips. Our tongues were entwining around each other. When we pulled away he stared at my chest with an enticed gaze. His cheeks turned brighter red than I thought was possible. Then I realized I had taken off my shirt and he had seen my bare chest. He turned his head so quick I thought he would have whiplash from it. Right then there was a knock on the bedroom door so I put my shirt back on quickly and Faeron got up and opened the door.

“We were wondering if you guys were up.” Denyse said as the door opened.

“Yeah I just need to wrap the wound on her back and we will be out.” He stated.

“Well we need some stuff from the market.” She kind of snapped at him.

“Like what?” He asked getting irritated. “We just left there.”

“Jarret does not feel good, I think he is ill he feels really warm. I just want to make sure he will be alright.” She answered backing off a little bit.

“We cannot just leave them here alone.” He stated.

“We will be fine Faeron, and she cannot go alone.” I answered. “It will not take that long to get back here without some one that is injured.”

“Yeah, Denyse can you give us a minute while I wrap her back?” He asked. “I should probably pick up some stuff to help her with the pain anyways.”

She left and closed the door. He grabbed the bandages and sat on the bed. Instead of letting him do the bandages I pushed him down and got on top of him. I smiled at him and then kissed him.

“You are not making this easy, I hope you know that.” He said smiling.

“I know. That is what I was aiming for.” I replied kissing him again.

He kissed my neck and my chest a couple of times then he tried sitting up but I pushed him back down. I started kissing him, he started pushing his body against mine and I took his shirt off. His muscles were so defined I could feel them every time our bodies met. He started raising my shirt and kissing my chest but then he just kept his hands on my ribs but then he pulled away.

“Shyria I cannot, I do not want to hurt you.” He said breathing heavily.

“Then don’t hurt me.” I answered going to kiss him again but he turned his head and laughed a little.

“No, Shyria your back. You got stabbed in the back I do not want to hurt you.” He replied with a big smile on his face.

“Oh, that makes sense.” I said, blushing a little.

“I need to bandage you up anyways.” He said kissing me quickly.

“It needs to breathe anyways, if you and Denyse are fast you can make it there and back before too long.” I stated getting off of the bed completely.

“We will be as fast as possible.” He answered as he put his shirt back on.

He helped me out of the room and then he and Denyse left. Jarret was out on the couch also. We sat in silence for the first while. He did not look sick to me though and eventually I called him on it.

Shyria (6th)

“Where’s Faeron?” I asked, making him jump a little.

“He said he was going to get bandages and he knew if we left you alone that you would try finding us.” He answered sounding tired still so I could tell he didn’t get much sleep last night.

“Did he go alone?” I asked almost regretfully and fully knowing the answer I was about to receive.

“No Denyse is with him, they needed to talk about something that happened last night.” He stated. “I do not know what though.”

That made me really angry on top of what had happened last night. I do not know why it did Faeron told me he did not like her and we were not even together so the feeling was very strange. I was not used to these feelings because I had spent my entire life hiding. I never had any feelings even close to this before and I honestly had no clue how to react to them.

I realized right then I had taken my mask off last night and started feeling around for it on the floor where I put it but it was not there. I started to feel for it on the other side of the bed and all underneath it I started freaking out about it and Jarret realized it.

“Faeron put your mask back on you before he would even let us in the room.” He said. “Why are you so worried about hiding your face?”

“Because if I show my face I will get killed almost instantly and everyone seen with me also it is the safest way for everyone.” I answered.

“Well they left a while ago so they should be back any minute.” He stated right before they came running through the door.

“We have to go now!” Faeron said as he came rushing through the door with Denyse right behind him.

“Why, what is wrong?” I asked.

“Eloan’s men are closing down the city and raiding it, they know we are here, we have to go now.” He stated. “I know I told you that you shouldn’t walk on it but is there a way you can make it out of the city without being seen?”

“Of course, I am used to this kind of stuff.” I answered with a more than cocky smile as I got up out of the bed.

“Ok because they are on the way here.” He added. “Now.”

“It is the easiest thing in the world to me. It is in my blood.” I said as I walked over to the window and pulled it open.

“Wait.” Faeron said as I got ready to jump out of the window.

He walked over to me and pulled my mask down just far enough to kiss me cupping my chin in his hand and pulling my lips to his. He pulled away right as there was a knock on the door so I pulled my mask up and disappeared onto the rooftops.

As I ran across the rooftops I realized I had forgotten to grab my weapons so all I had was my throwing daggers that stayed in my boots. The pain in my back and leg got excruciating before I even made it out of town but I remained silent after every jump and landing and remained unseen.

As soon as I got far enough out of town I climbed up into the fullest tree I could find and waited. While I was waiting one of Eloan’s men came by and spotted me so I just threw one of my daggers at him and luckily it hit him in the throat so he bled out quickly. Faeron, Denyse, and Jarret came ten minutes after that. Faeron grabbed my throwing dagger and then I got down on the lowest branch. I hung down and Faeron smiled at me and walked over.

“I was so worried about you.” He said as he helped me out of the tree.

“You do not need to worry about me.” I answered sounding cockier than what even seemed possible.

“We cannot make it all the way to my dad’s house with you like this.” He said as he brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes.

“My house is not that far from here.” I stated with a huge sigh because I already knew it was going to be upsetting for me.

“Are you ready for that though?” He asked looking into my eyes and handing me back my dagger.

“I cannot run from the past forever, we should be able to make it there by night.” I stated as I took my dagger and started walking.

They followed me and eventually they all got right next to me, even though I stayed quiet the entire time. I was right though we made it there right as soon as it got dark.

Shyria (5th)

“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Faeron said.

“For a minute there I thought I was going to have to go in there and kiss you for you to wake up.” Jarret added, joking.

“Why? You are no prince.” Denyse stated, with anger in her voice.

“Yeah, plus her boyfriend would have to kick your ass.” Faeron said.

“I do not have a boyfriend.” I stated.

“Oh well then I guess I would have to kick your ass.” Faeron corrected with a smile.

I grabbed the backpack and headed back for the tent to clean up the sleeping bags but I tripped over a rock. Faeron jumped off of the boulder he was sitting on and caught me practically out of midair before I could land on my face.

“You are just trying to rip your wounds open again, are you not?” He said as he turned me around to face him.

“No, but thank you.” I said as my eyes met his.

He brushed a strand of hair out of my face again, his touch enticing me greatly. We stared into each other’s eyes and we started slowly moving closer to each other and neither of us had realized it but then Denyse faked a cough so we ran away from each other.

I climbed into the tent and packed up the sleeping bags quickly. When I climbed out of the tent Faeron started packing up the tent almost instantly. Then we set out. We walked till well after dark mainly because we were coming up to a town.

When we got right outside of the town I heard something behind me so I turned and as soon as I did I felt a stabbing pain in my back and the guy that stabbed me just threw me to the ground. I dropped to my knees and the next thing I knew my leg was getting crushed between a rock and some guy’s foot as I tried crawling away. Faeron drew his sword and hurriedly chased after the guy. Faeron dug his blade into the guy’s stomach. We thought he was dead because he fell to the ground real quick.

“Are you ok?” He asked as he rushed over to me.

“I think so.” I answered hiding the pain I was in the best that I possibly could.

He picked me up off of the ground and then Jarret quickly ran passed us with his blade drawn. We looked towards him and realized that the guy was not dead. Jarret pulled his head back and cut his throat. Then everything seemed a little fuzzy and everything they were doing was getting a little blurry.

“She is losing a lot of blood. We have to get pressure on the wound and try to stop the bleeding.” Faeron stated. “There are bandages in my back pack just grab some.”

Denyse grabbed some of the bandages out of the back pack that was on his back and Faeron held them tightly against the wound on my back. He started running then and did not slow down until we made it to the inn. Jarret got two of the rooms and Faeron ran into the closest one and laid me down on my side. He dropped the back pack on the ground and grabbed the stuff to do the stitches with. Jarret and Denyse came into the room right as he started. I could feel the needle go in and out of my skin but I kept as quiet as possible only letting out a few groans here and there.

“Faeron, I think her leg is broken.” Jarret said as he looked over my leg.

“Here let me look.” Faeron said after he finished the stitching and then walked over to my leg. “Shyria I am going to have to push on your leg; you are going to have to tell me how bad it hurts when I do.”

“Ok.” I answered.

He started pushing on the back of my calf but it only stung in a couple of spots. When he started pushing on the front it was extremely painful. He made me move my foot which hurt so incredibly bad that I would rather have someone stab me in my leg. He winced at my screams of pain and then he let out a big sigh.

“Her leg is fractured.” He stated.  “She is going to have to stay off of it for a while.”

“How long?” I asked with pain still lingering in my voice.

“At least another week, it should be a month but we all know you wouldn’t do that.” He answered.

“That sucks. How far is your father’s house?” I asked.

“Too far for you to make it there like this.” He answered, helping me sit up. “I need to put bandages around your back. Jarret can you two turn around?”

“We are going to head to bed anyways.” Jarret said as he yawned.

“Goodnight.” Faeron said as he started wrapping the bandages around my back. “I can take care of her.”

It did not take him long to bandage up the wound. I know it embarrassed him though because I had to hold my shirt halfway up. He remained quiet though until I put my shirt down. His hand was shaking again and I was not quite sure but it might have been because he had feelings for me also.

“I should go find a small board so that I can splint your leg.” He said as he stood up.

“That can wait until tomorrow.” I stated. “You are tired and you need your rest. It does not hurt that bad right now.”

“Yeah you are right.” He said as he walked over to the couch in the room and lied down on it.

“What are you doing?” I asked confused. I was honestly hoping he would lay with me again.

“I am going to sleep, you are injured; you get the bed.” He answered politely.

I watched him as he lied there for a while and I wanted him to come and lay next to me so badly. My heart beat sped up a little as I thought about him. Then I finally got the nerve up to speak to him.

“Faeron.” I said after a few minutes of silence.

“Yes?” He replied looking over at me.

“Lay with me.” I answered getting butterflies in my stomach and my heart racing. “Please.”

“Ok.” He said as he got off the couch and climbed into the bed with me very carefully.

I took my mask off and set it on the floor next to the bed. I lied there and looked into Faeron’s eyes after that. They were so gorgeous and hypnotic, it seemed like they were drawing me to him.

The closer I seemed to get to him the warmer it seemed to get in the room. My mind raced as I thought about kissing him. My heart started pounding in my chest. I did not know if I should or shouldn’t kiss him, before I could decide though I already had.

My lips were pressed against his tightly. He jerked back for a second but then he started kissing me back with his tongue toying around on my lips. He pulled me close to him gently then we heard the door slam and we pulled away from each other. He got up and hesitantly walked out of the door to see who it was, looking back at me once or twice before he shut the door behind him.

He came back in twenty minutes later and he looked really upset, He closed the door awfully hard. I could not tell if he was sad or if he was irritated though. He paced the room for a second and then stopped.

“Denyse walked in on us kissing.” He stated speaking faster than usual.

“I am sorry, I will not do it ever again.” I said looking down at the floor and a knot seemed to form in my throat.

“I told her to knock next time.” He stated as he sat back down on the bed. “It is none of her business anyways.”

“Why are you so upset over just that?” I asked relieved that he did not agree with my last statement.

“I am not, she tried to kiss me also and then she took off when I turned away from her.” He answered. “I do not feel that way about her and she knows it.”

“But you do about me?” I asked looking at him and practically begging for an answer.

“So why are Eloan’s men so intent on killing you?” He asked, completely ignoring my question.

“I am the rightful heir to the throne, Eloan knows that if anyone stands against her that she will either be killed or thrown in the dungeon.” I answered disappointed. “And if anyone finds out that I am alive it will ruin everything for her.”

“How are you the heir to the throne I thought the king and queen were human?” he asked still refusing to answer the question I had asked.

“And they were also my cousins through marriage, with the entire bloodline dead that makes me queen; even though I wish I were not.” I answered. “Now are you going to answer my question?”

“We should get some sleep it is getting late.” He stated, his cheeks turned red but once again he completely ignored my question.

He just lied there after that which kind of upset me so I rolled over to face away from him and I fell asleep. When I woke up he was gone but Jarret was in the room sitting on the couch.

Shyria (4th teaser)

When I woke up I had my arm across his chest and my legs were intertwined with his. I jumped out of my sleeping bag and ran out of the tent blushing worse than ever before with my heart racing.

“Wait!” Faeron hollered as he followed me out of the tent.

“I am so sorry.” I answered. “I move in my sleep, I am very sorry.”

“It is ok I do not blame you for what happens when you are asleep.” He replied, smiling. “It is not like you climbed out of your sleeping bag and did it on purpose.”

After that we just packed up everything and started walking again. He kept looking over at me and it made me blush every time. I was still embarrassed about what happened that morning, but it did not seem to bother him at all. The day was quiet for the most part but around daybreak we saw a couple of people walking down the trail we were on. Faeron hid in the bushes and I jumped into a tree.

As they got closer I could make out what they looked like. They were both elven; a man and a woman. The woman had brown hair and she had a tanned skin tone.  The man had blond hair and was pale like most elven. He had muscles but his were not as defined as Faeron’s were.  When they got closer Faeron climbed out of the bush he was hiding in.

“Jarret, Denyse what are you guys doing here?” He asked hugging them both.

“We haven’t seen you in a while so we decided to come and visit.” The girl said.

“Oh well I am headed to my father’s house now.” He replied.

“Well we could come with you if that is alright?” the guy asked.

I jumped out of the tree before Faeron could say anything and landed right in front of him. When my feet hit the ground it caused a sharp pain to go through the wound in my stomach, I almost fell to my knees but Faeron caught me.

“I do not have time for this, you should go with them.” I said as he helped me stand back up.

“I am not going to abandon you.” He said as he brushed a strand of hair away from the cuts by my eye.

“Then what are we going to do?” I asked stubbornly putting my hands on my hips.

“They want to come with us.” He stated.

“But it is dangerous.” I interrupted. “And how do we know that they are not working for Eloan?”

“Because they are my best friends.” He argued.

“Then do what you want.” I said and started walking again.

Without another word they all started following me. I stayed a decent distance in front of them though. They were talking and catching up from what I could hear but the girl kept hanging on Faeron which did kind of make me jealous. She was really pretty so I would understand if they were together. I still wanted to rip her throat out though.

We made camp in the same cave I did right before Eloan’s men found me. They all sat around the campfire but I decided to hide in my tent. Luckily Jarret and Denyse had their own because my tent only had room for two. Right after I took my mask off Faeron came into the tent.

“Why are you in here all by yourself?” He asked. “Come out and get to know them, Not everybody is out to kill you and hand you over.”

“Because they cannot find out who I am.” I answered as I played with my hair.

“So put your mask back on then.” He replied with a smirk.

“You guys should catch up though, I will be fine.” I said. “They are your friends and you barely even know me.”

“Just come on, you should get to know them too. They are really nice and it is a longer journey with two strangers.” He added.

“Fine I will be out in a minute.” I answered grabbing my mask.

“You better be.” He said smiling at me right before he walked out of the tent.

I put my mask back on and pulled my hair back. It was bothering me because it always got into the scratches on my face by my eyes and it stung. When I walked out of the tent Denyse was extremely close to Faeron which really made me jealous and I did not know why.

I wanted to go over there and punch her in the face so I sat down on the other side of Faeron, which was in between him and Jarret. Denyse was complaining that she was cold so Faeron gave her his shirt. Anger filled my entire body, until he took his shirt off anyways. As much as I tried not to I kept glancing over at his muscles. Every muscle on him was so toned and defined there was no way someone wouldn’t notice them.

“So I do not think we ever got your name.” Jarret stated.

“Umm.” I started, looking over at Faeron and realizing he was nodding for me to tell him. “My name is Shyria.”

“That is a beautiful name.” He said.

“Thank you.” I answered.

“So why do you wear a mask?  The top half of your face looks good why are you hiding the rest of it?” He asked.

“I cannot answer that.” I stated.

“Shyria are you ok?” Faeron asked, breaking the awkward silence.

“Yeah I am fine.” I answered, just barely realizing that I was shivering.

“Well you are shivering and your hands are turning blue.” He added.

“I am alright.” I reassured.

“Here” He said, scooting closer to me and wrapping his arm around me. “I will keep you warm.”

I started blushing uncontrollably and Denyse glared at me for like five minutes after that. Then she stormed off to her tent and I could not help but to smile about it. Jarret left shortly after that. It was just me and Faeron now. We sat there for a while in silence. I still felt awkward from that morning and I think he knew how awkward I felt. It did not help that I was actually falling in love with him either.

“So what really happened at the castle, I am sure Marrialli told you, my mother never would?” He asked. “She did not like talking about it.”

“All I know is my mother and grandfather killed Eloan’s father. She wanted revenge so she and a bunch of assassins raided the castle and killed everyone in it. Marrialli and I were the only ones to escape. I was only three when it happened so all I know is what I am told.” I answered.

“So you never really knew your parents?” He asked looking at me like he was shocked.

“Nope, all I have left of them are the weapons I carry. Marrialli always told me I look exactly like my mother but I do not know if that is true or not.” I added glancing down at the ground.

“How old are you?” He asked.

“I am almost eighteen, I will be in three months; what about you? I replied.

“I just turned twenty.” He answered.

“I am going to get some rest.” I said as I stood up.

“I will put the fire out and be in.” He replied as I climbed into the tent.

I lied in my sleeping bag but it was freezing cold so I could not fall asleep. I practically rolled into a ball trying to keep myself from freezing but it was not helping. Faeron came in shortly after that.

“Shyria, you are freezing.” He said rushing over to me.

“I will be fine.” I answered, pulling my sleeping bag in more to try and keep myself warmer.

“No you are not; you are going to get hypothermia.” He said, laughing I was assuming at how stubborn I was being.

“There is nothing we can do about it though. I will be alright.” I returned.

“Body heat.” He answered.

“What?” I asked surprised and wasn’t sure if I heard him right or not.

“If we share a sleeping bag we will share body heat and that will keep us both warmer.” He answered with a grin.

“I think we have pissed off your girlfriend enough for one day.” I replied.

“What are you talking about? I do not have a girlfriend.” He stated as he climbed into my sleeping bag behind me.

“I thought Denyse was…” I started.

“Whoa, Denyse is just a friend, she likes me a lot but I do not feel the same way about her.” He interrupted.

“Oh, I am sorry with how she was acting towards you… I assumed.” I answered, trying not to show how excited I was about it.

That was the end of the conversation for that night. Faeron held me really close to him which did keep me really warm. I fell asleep really quickly that night. When I woke up Faeron was not in the tent anymore. I put my mask on and walked out of the tent. Denyse glared at me when I got out of the tent but Faeron just smiled at me.