Return Of The Queen

Chapter 8

The Queen's Decision.

Sloane rushed through the halls of the castle with a speed so furious the crowds divided in order to move from her path. She rapidly knocked on the door when she arrived in front of it, not stopping until the door was opened.

"Trusan has been attacked, Lord Dedderick is dead"

Already knowing the answer but still wanting clarity the ebony-haired Queen questioned:

 "Ravenna?"

"Yes, your Majesty"

Snow looked between her husband and Queensguard, making the decision in her head. They had to do it, they had to defeat her but they couldn't do it alone.

"Get a message to Eric and ready my horse, we ride to the village of Tradel"

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Sloane turned the corner in a rush but stopped as her eyes landed and on the blonde woman walking down the hall alongside her companion, her eyebrows creased in worry and her shoulders tense, Sloane couldn't help a small smile from creeping onto her face as she watched the shorter woman.

She watched her longer than she thought she did as the two arrived in front of her at the end of the hall shaking her out of her thoughts.

"Captain" , spoke the other person.

"Jasper", Sloane briefly greeted the younger man , her eyes flittering between the two.

"If you'd be so kind as to take the horses closer to the courtyards entrance, i would like to speak with your commander"

"Yes of course Captain"

"Thank you"

The young man walked off but not before sending a sly smirk to his friend, one that did not go unnoticed by Sloane.

"What is it that you need Captain?", The shorter woman asked taking a small step closer.

Sloane looked around before gently pulling the woman by her wrist into the dent in the wall behind the pillar, not wanting their conversation to be heard by those passing by. When she turned to face the woman her body was engulfed in a hug and she could feel the woman ease in her grip when she hugged her small frame.

"Is it true? Has Trusan really fallen? Lord Dedderick is dead?"

Sloane sighed as the embrace ended.

"Alas It is true"

"What are the Queens orders?"

That worried look from moments ago found its way back onto the womans' face as Sloane kept quiet, giving her an almost clear picture to the answer of her question.

"No, absolutely not, it cannot be, it is too dangerous and you are too important, let me go, i will take my unit and we will go or send Sir Jon's unit, they are incredibly strong and experienc-"