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2_9 Pain"No!" Will heard the shout and turned in time to see Marius flying at her with his ruby studded dagger. She ducked in a mad attempt to dodge him, but it was too late. The blade dug in between her ribs painfully, ripping at her flesh.
Will sat bolt upright, feeling the sweat pouring down her brow. She looked around at the others, her face reddening as she discovered they'd all been watching her. Her entire body shook with fear as she returned their gaze as calmly as she could. "It was just a bad dream," she lied as casually as she could. "I'm fine."
"We should get going," Robert said in an attempt to change the conversation. "We've got a long trip ahead of us. We're heading up along the Elza River. If we're lucky, we can reach the village of Rune by tomorrow afternoon." He waited until the others had gone to saddle their horses before walking over to Will. She avoided his gaze, staring at the grass. "Hey, what's bothering you?"
"I'm having freaky dreams," Will whispered. "They s
2_8 Sketches And StainsThe fire crackled in the darkness as Will sat by the fire. She poked the burning embers with a stick, watching as bits of ash flew into the darkness. "So what's the plan now?" she asked the group. "Head North?"
Robert shrugged. "No idea. I guess so." He glanced at the seer out of the corner of his eye, frowning. "You okay?" he asked her quietly so only she could hear. "You seem troubled."
"I'm fine," she replied before turning her gaze to Ali. "Did you get the dye?" she asked the necromancer. "We might as well fix your hair now."
Ali nodded, pulling a small jar out of her bag. She tossed it to Will, smiling grimly. "Yeah, let's just get this over with," she muttered. "Can't say I'm looking forward to rubbing that stuff in my hair."
"What is it exactly?" Seth asked. He crawled closer to Will and took the jar, reading the label. He glanced up at the two women, frowning. "Deer hide paint?" he asked slowly. "Seriously?"
Will swiped the jar back before moving over to where Ali sat. "Yeah, w
2_7 UnforgettableAli held her breath as a dozen soldiers ran under the tree she was hiding in. Once the final scarlet uniform had vanished into the foliage; she dropped to the ground. Her eyes scanned the forest for any sign of the others, but she found none.
After leaping across roofs and streets to escape La'De'Luna, the group had scattered into the woods, agreeing to meet up again at sunset. Ali had sprinted through the forest for what seemed like hours until finally hiding away in the branches of a tall oak tree.
She turned her gaze towards the sky, swearing. Sunset was still an hour away, leaving her plenty of time to get to the meeting spot. She began to wander aimlessly, running her fingers along the bark of each tree. Much had been on her mind since hearing Marius' voice again. A shiver ran down her spine as his words echoed in her head.
She spun, pulling her sword from its sheath. "Who's- oh, it's just you." She looked away from Zane, frowning.
He smiled, patting her on the shoulder. "W
2_6 Murderous Tyrant"People of La'De'Luna," Marius shouted over the crowds. "People, your attention!"
"Can I blast him into dust now?" Robert muttered as he and Will sprinted across the rooftops to get a better look at the king. "I could hit him from here."
Will shook her head. "Nah, he's protected by magic. Didn't you see the shield?" She ducked behind the roof, crawling along the tiles to avoid detection. Robert followed her lead, slithering along behind her. "There are the others," she whispered, pointing. Ali, Seth, and Zane were crouched on the next roof, watching Marius intently. Will slid into the spot next to Ali. "You alright?" she asked the other woman.
Ali rubbed her neck, fingers brushing the almost faded bruise from a hand around her neck. "Fine," she replied tensely.
"People of La'De'Luna, today is a dark day," Marius continued. "A gang of rebels broke into the castle in De'La'Rux and stole from me. A handsome reward is being offered for their capture. Wanted posters are being hung up as we
2_5 The Rooftops Of La'De'LunaThe markets of La'De'Luna stretched out endlessly in front of the small group. Both Ali and Will had donned their heavy black cloaks in an attempt to hide their identities. Robert, Seth, and Zane had tried to disguise themselves as best as they could, but had failed. The three men pulled their hoods up, making sure their weapons were accessible before turning to the women expectantly for an order. Though they hated to admit it, Will's tough love attitude was a dearly missed part of the group. Now that she'd returned, they'd fallen back into their old routine of letting her be the brains of the operation.
"We should split up," she said. "We'll be too familiar in our group of five."
"Zane and Seth can come with me," Ali told her. "We'll go look for something to dye my hair. I can just say it's for Zane that way."
The brothers nodded. "Sounds good to me," Zane said. "I'd get lost in this bloody town without a guide."
"Then it's settled. Come on, lads. Let's go." She led the way into the m
2_4 Emotions"So after we split up I found the caves," Will explained. The rest of the group sat quietly around the fire as she told her tale, intently hanging on every word. After meeting up again, the decision had been made to travel east for a while to try and throw their injured trackers off. It was uncertain that they were still being followed, but it was better safe than sorry. "When the bridge snapped, Ali and I swung into one of the caves. Well," she amended, grinning at the other woman. "Most of us swung into the cave."
Ali nodded, giggling. "Yeah, we didn't quite make it in all the way. But we're alive, so it's a start." She smiled back at Zane, who'd been watching her carefully. "You okay? You look like you're gonna' be sick."
He tapped his skull, wincing. "I've got the peanut gallery up here with all the fascinating commentary a man could ask for. How did you live like this? She never shuts up!" He rubbed his temples, sighing heavily.
Ali patted his shoulder, smiling grimly. "Sadly, it'
2_3 ResurrectedRobert, Seth and Zane took off at a fast pace the next morning, leaving Valene and Richard in the comfort of the rest of the Ebonsblood family. The reactions of the rest of Will's family had been similar to Valene's. Even the uptight and proper Stefan had shed tears of loss for his sister. Though Will had left her family when she was eleven, the ties between the family members were strong.
The trio rode in silence as long as they could, watching as the sun rose above their heads before beginning its descent to the west. It was Seth who finally broke the silence. His eyes were still reddened from tears as he stared tiredly at the road ahead of them. It was a warning whinny from his pony Cookie that brought him to attention. "Guys," he said quietly. "Guys, someone's following us."
Robert resisted the urge to spin around to observe the forest behind them. It was best to catch their trackers by surprise. "How far?" he asked, barely turning his head to face the other two. "Seth can you tell
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