03-20-2009, 03:45 AM
7. "Trust Me" Continuation of City (with perspective switch :oops: )
They escorted us to a large open room that must have once been a dining hall. They released us from our bonds one by one before shoving us into the room with the many others that were already gathered there. When it was my turn I made sure not to look at the man that released my chains. I already stood out, a Shieto among the many Lupnians gathered there, but I still remembered the training from my early days, I knew how to appear invisible.
I spotted him as soon as I stepped into the room. Among a hundred faces I could spot him without a second look. He had the face of my enemy, and yet not, because he was mine, he was the one who belonged to me. I pushed my way through the crowd at the door, ignoring the people who grabbed at my clothes and called my name alike. I had not seen the man since he had been wounded on the battle field, had that really only been two days ago? I had not talked to him, held him in his arms or felt his embrace since the many years ago, years even before I had left my homeland.
He was turned away when I finally made it to him, but he remembered my touch, and the moment my hand had grasped the fabric of his shirt, he had caught me in an embrace that made me forget that the rest of the world even existed. Even so I wept for all of it. The city, the people, Cato and her lost son, even Astin. I wept for the soldiers that lay dying, betrayed by those they trusted, and I prayed deep in my heart that Nimbus was well, he had lost so much blood. I even spared some tears for Leo, who's people had been the cause of all this tragedy, and wept that he had truly come to love Cato and wanted to protect her more than anything, even when she bore him a son that was not his. Her son, I wept for him too and cursed myself for losing him so soon after I had found him. And when I thought I had had no tears left I finally wept for myself, and for Heso when still remained holding me in his embrace that never wavered.
His hand grasped my hair and he brought his mouth to my ear, "Things have not even begun to go wrong, but we will make it out of here, trust me," I looked up at him, and his eyes were looking across the room, contorted into a glare that looked so much like his brothers, "They come for you."
How slowly I turned my head to look where he did. The way had been parted for a pair of Jagerians, their stocky figures made their way heavily across the stone floor. Heso's fingers gripped my arms protectively, even though he knew he could do nothing.
They stopped a few steps away, "Shonasha Shonojo, confidante of the crown prince of Lupnia, you will come with us,"
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