CANELIS FRACHDAL's promotion comes with a price and that is to investigate a supply issue in the army. Upon arrival, she is greeted with a renegade camp underneath the Army's nose, a magical anomaly creeping inward from the ocean, and warring sides...
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Darkness greeted her when she opened her eyes. It was almost enough to make sure she really had her eyes open. Canelis raised her hands to her face to make sure her fingers were still complete and working properly. Relief flooded in her system when she found them to be in good condition.
Then, memories washed over her addled mind. The stocks. The black-clad figure running inside the wall. After that, it's just a wall of black. A frown drowned out any comfort she had in her veins. Was she...was she just kidnapped? How pathetic. First chance she got at a real assignment, she gets kidnapped. What kind of a soldier was she?
And leaving her sword—the only thing that could protect her—in her baggage where random pixies could be in charge. That's the most idiotic thing she'd ever done since leaving the fortress. How much more was she going to do now that she's in a dingy cave? She's probably not even in Peltra anymore.
She exhaled through her mouth, straightening from being spread on her back against a cold floor. She tapped her foot against it, all the while feeling grateful they hadn't touched her or her clothes. Stone. Dusty, too, from the amount of hissing made by the disturbed particles as they fell back down to the ground.
The air was thick to breathe but wasn't hot enough to make her start sweating. In fact, there seemed to be a haze of chill laced around the atmosphere but Canelis couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was.
She craned her neck up, her eyes adjusting to the darkness well enough to make out a flat ceiling, smoothened walls, and virtually no windows to tell her what time it was outside. A room. Cubical, by the look and feel of the walls. Then, her gaze landed on the wall behind her. This time, she noticed metal rails, each spaced out in thin intervals.
Her gut twisted. A cell. She was in prison.
Canelis rushed towards the grates and wrapped her fingers around the cold metal. How dare they stick her in a cage like an animal? She hasn't done anything wrong to these people. She hadn't killed anyone yet, had she? What did they have against her?
How much time had passed since she was taken? The Marshal would be so worried. After all, she had let an envoy from Yin-Alora vanish from under her nose. The Riogener wouldn't take it lightly. He would have someone to punish for this incident.
If not the Marshal, it might be the soldiers who accompanied her. They had let Canelis wander off on her own and did nothing to protect her. They might even be instructed to look for her before everything falls into disarray. Worse, they might go to certain places where they might be hurt or killed.
And if not the soldiers, it might be the actual perpetrators of this kidnapping. Whoever was responsible, the Riogener was sure to find them and make them pay. It might result to an all-out war, if they were fairies from other territories. There's bound to be more people going to be hurt if Canelis didn't fix her mess right here, right now.
In short, she's got to get out of here.
She patted the pockets of her trousers and the hidden slots on the sides of her boots for her blades or anything sharp. There was nothing. Her heart sank. They took everything?
