Chapter 30: Chapter 9 (part 2)
While they were walking through the streets, suddenly, a woman overrun with necklaces and jewelry ran up to Blaizen and Supreany. "Jewelry for you wife? Every lady needs jewelry ..."
At the same time, a man snuck around behind Blaizen to Supreany. "Such a pretty necklace. Would you consider selling it...?" he asked.
Suddenly, Blaizen spun around and grabbed the man by the arm, which just so happened to be in the act of trying to pick his pocket. "That would not be a very smart thing to do." The man recoiled and both he and the woman walked away to the next unsuspecting person. "CC wasn't kidding ..." Blaizen pulled Supreany close. "Wife, eh ..."
She smiled. "You wish."
"Well, I'm starting to think it's a good thing someone might mistake you for my wife in a place like this."
Supreany looked down at the small stone that hung from her neck. 'It'd probably be best if I just hide this,' she thought as she tucked it under her clothes.
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Meanwhile, the other three were making their way through the streets. They had already gathered some supplies when Ean couldn't help but notice that a group of soldiers had been tailing them for the last few minutes.
He reached down and grabbed Cecealye by the hand. "Don't let go of me no matter what."
"...Okay." She caught him looking over her shoulder and after a moment she, too, gave an inconspicuous gander behind them to see what he was worried about. Ean began backtracking to the condoras. "Where are you going?"
"I'm taking you back to the birds. You and Orckle can go ahead with the supplies that we have. Supreany, Blaizen, and I will finish up and meet you all later."
She took in a deep breath; she knew this was no time to argue. She would do as he said. But before they could make their way back to the condoras, they found themselves surrounded by a host of armed men. People began clearing out of the way until only Ean, Cecealye, and Orckle stood in the middle of them.
"Hand over the woman, and we'll let you go," one commanded.
Ean's hand instantly made a grip on his sword. "I've got a better idea. Let the woman go, and none of you will die."
"Those are bold words. Are you certain you have the ability to back them?" He paused. "Seize them!"
In a single moment Ean pulled his sword and struck down one, two, three... and they just kept coming. Behind him, as the men bolted toward them, Orckle hurled a ball of fire, seemingly from nowhere, at a group of the men, engulfing them, and continued to do so. But it was not enough; there were too many.
Suddenly, Cecealye felt a harsh grip on her arm. From her hair, she pulled a hairpin, which was in truth a small knife, and drove it into the man's neck. But in the next moment, there came a loud pop as she was struck in the head and everything went black.
Shortly thereafter Ean and Orckle, greatly bloodied and bruised, found themselves in a jail cell and Cecealye was not among them.
Ean slammed his hands against the bars. "I can't believe I was so stupid," he berated himself.
"Ean, come sit down," Orckle said calmly. And with some hesitation, he did. "Supreany and Blaizen are still out there. There is always a reason to hope."
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In a building not too far away, the now-conscious young queen found herself being escorted into a room where a pale skinned-older man was sitting at a desk. His rather thin, grey hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and his brown eyes were well faded. Upon her entrance, he lifted his head. Governor Winder Valgus.
A smirk came across his face. "Well," he huffed. "If it isn't her royal Highness, Cecealye Elleno, Queen of Ellizea," he remarked mockingly.
"And if it isn't Winder Valgus. I smelt your stench when I entered the building," she retorted.
He rose from his chair. "Such a fiery spirit. It's almost adorable. Too bad it won't save you."
"Is that so? And what do you intend on doing?"
"If you must know, we plan on removing your pretty little head from your pretty little body and sending it in a basket to a friend of ours."
"Well, that sounds like a nasty deed. Honestly, I'm shocked to hear that you have the courage to do it yourself, what little it takes ... And this friend of yours, what is it he's promised you? For I know you do nothing for free."
"Well, you got me. My friend Kahn has guaranteed me a rather large portion of your kingdom's riches."
'What a fool. Even if you think someone is going to die, you still don't divulge to them your secrets,' she thought.
"But first things first. Where are your other two friends?"
"Friends?" she asked coyly.
"Another man and a woman. Where are they?"
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about."
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