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10 | worth fighting for
"To pass time and since I'm so bored, how about we each ask a each other question about anything that isn't too personal? Basically to get to know each other seeing as I'll be stuck with you for Aslan knows how long," Elora suggested.
"Sure. I'll start. First question, what do you do when no one else is around?" Vena asked.
"Read," Elora replied, "That was a simple one. My turn, what's the best present you ever received?"
"A journal, I got it from my father. What was the weirdest dream you ever had?"
"I was falling in an endless pit of darkness. What is the weirdest thing you've eaten?"
"Sushi."
"What's that?"
"A mix of fish, rice, cheese, vegetables and spicy sauces."
"Sounds horrid."
"It is. What phobia do you have? "
"Getting hit by lightning. Would you let your parents pick your date?"
"NEVER! What is the most dangerous thing you've done?"
"Snuck out with someone."
"I have a horrible feeling I know that 'someone'. Do I?" Vena asked with an arched eyebrow.
"I don't think you do," Elora lied. Vena narrowed her eyes at Elora.
"Elora."
"Yes?
"Just tell me!"
"Someone."
"At least tell me where you snuck out?"
"Somewhere."
"What did you do?"
"Something."
"Fine! Be like that! Don't tell me!"
"You asked more than one question by the way..." Elora whispered.
"ELORA!" Vena snapped. Elora focused in front of her, trying her hardest not to laugh or smile.
𑁍𑁍𑁍
The castle came into view. It was now dusk, so the guards had started retreating to their homes. Elora's horse increased it's speed, as did Vena's. Once they arrived at the drawbridge, Elora hoped off the horse, sending it back into the forest. Vena was confused as to why she would do that, but she went with it. Elora turned her attention back to the castle, pulling the hood of her cloak over her vibrant red hair. Vena also did that, her blonde hair bound to look white in the moonlight. That would attract attention. The draw bridge hadn't closed yet, it would close at midnight. Elora and Vena walked in their heads lowered so their blue eyes wouldn't show. She was sure both her and Vena looked ridiculous and suspicious, but there was no one in the streets to see them. A man came up to Vena, she was oblivious to him coming up behind her. An arrow flew past her, centimetres away from her ear. Vena turned to look at the man, he was on the floor cradling his bloodied arm that had an arrow sticking out of it.
