Adaya pov
I had run Garen out two days ago, he giving me feeling I did not want right now, I will not deny my slight crush on the boy with his unfailing kindness and ability to send a butterfly or two in my stomach, not to mention the constantly beautiful and happy grey eyes he had going, but boys were not in my imidiate future if I could help it. He had spoke with Duncan and the ban from leaving was lifted now, but I had not gotten another chance to go roaming the woods again.
The last time was just a little depressing, the odd woman telling me I would be the cause of many deaths, how would she even know, and how had she disappeared. I thought about it and pulled a book from the shelf, it was on the ability to dissapear or hide in different races. Why did my old clan have so many books?
I began reading through and found after over an hour of reading, that it may have been valkerie. So I pulled yet another book especially about them.
Valkeries- valkeries are a race of angels set in the mind that all dishonorable men or women they meet must die. A valkerie leader (also known as saren del.) Can see potential outcomes for certain individuals. They can also move through shadows just as a shadow walker or child of the black fires can do.
It went on butvi did not read the rest, Gretha was waking. I moved to the kitchen and began to gather food I had just cooked for myself, then poured a glass of water then moved back to see the man sitting up calm as could be. His eyes shot to me apon my entrance, "Nice of you to rejoin the living." I handed him the food and water he did not hesitate to start devouring it. When he was done we sat in silence for a bit. Finally he spoke up.
" How long have I been out of it?" I thought he had been staring at me this whole time but now that I looked at him, he was staring at my ears.
" a Week, but your still out of it, so do not move from that spot. You shouldn't even be sitting up honestly." I moved and so he could lay down again. His eyes followed my ears once again, but he made no movement to do as I said. "Gretha. If you want to leave I won't stop you but if you don't start listening to me going to pass out again. You still have the poison in your system, it will be gone by tomorrow."
He lay down much to my relief. But still eyed my ears. " she was a wood elf." This took me by surprise.
"who is she?"
" the woman who poisoned me. She was a wood elf, though she did not act like one. I've never known your people to be assassins or to use poisons really. But she was a wood elf. I could not place it until I saw your ears again, but there is no mistaking it now."
This still puzzled me my books showed that my race stayed as far from nightlock as possible, while we did not worry with honor we also tried bit let others suffer, an arrow is much more affective anyhow not to mention easier. " She was not a normal wood elf then. Do you think she could be working for someone else, a bandit or maybe this order of majora you left." He nodded his head. As I sat down.
"Have you heard the stories of why your kind is hunted?" I had but I never was able to confirm the stories.
"yes but not enough to believe them."
"Hm....." I eyed him awaiting his response. "oh do not pay me any mind my thoughts are still jumbled a bit. Just give me some time."
YOU ARE READING
Garthalan: Mother of the Wood
FantasyFor three centuries the high elves have hunted and killed the wood elves now their numbers are dwindling near extinction, so they must either step up and make a final stand or hide until they are all found and killed off from this world.