°•*⁀➷ 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒#🏹🌋⚔️
-', ༄ ❪ 𝙻𝙴𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙰𝚂 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙽𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙵 ❫
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𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 ━ gyda carries a legacy she
might not be able to bear ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
❝ 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙞�...
*。☆。 ★。＼｜／。★ ˚ ₊ ♡ ❰ BALLAD OF BROKEN SWORDS ❱ *✧ ─── ❝ ❪ CHILDREN OF WAR ❫ ❞ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ACT THREE ── face et spera 🏹 ⁺⑅
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═════════ ☆•° °•☆ ═════════ CHILDREN OF ARDA DUOLOGY⋆ ☄. ♯ ❝ I'VE NEVER TAKEN YOU TO BE A FOOL ❞ CHAPTER THIRTY SIX✧･ﾟ: *✧ ･ﾟ:* ˚ ₊ ♡ the third age ─── year 3019 ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
GYDA'S HEART IS RACING AS SHE RUNS ALONG THE SLOPES OF THE VALLEYS OF ROHAN, DIRT AND ROCKS SHUFFLING BENEATH HER FEET from the sheer force of her steps as she rushed toward the children.
A girl sits on her horse, tired weary eyes half-lidded in exhaustion as she clings to the reins of her white horse, dirt-smeared cheeks littered with freckles. Her head bops up and down, barely taking notice of what's happening.
But Gyda's greatest concern at the moment is the boy; his brow is furrowed and his matted blonde hair sticks to his forehead. His eyes are clutched closed.
Gyda skids to a halt in front of the boy and crouches down in front of him. she pushes the hair out of his eyes, but the boy remains motionless, laying among the grass and her heart spikes with fear. Carefully, Gyda moves to pick up the boy in her arms and she turns to the little girl who fearfully watches on.
"What is your name?" Gyda ask, shuffling the boy in her arms to get a better grip.
"Freda." She breaths out timidly.
Gyda nods. "Follow me Freda." She takes off the moment the girl nods.
She runs up the slope of the valley, feet pounding. She doesn't look back, her only focus is to get the boy to safety. The dirt road toward Meduseld seems longer than before, but she pays it no mind as the city gate appears on the horizon, the setting sun basking it in a warm orange light.
Gyda can hear the horse trotting after her and the closer she gets, the more her hearts steadies.
"Elgarain!" Gyda calls out when she sees the Elleth standing at the gate. "Elgarain, he's hurt!"
Immediately her face takes on the stern and calm confidence mask of a healer. She turns to look around, eyes falling on a guard standing nearby. "Hand the boy to him," she tells Gyda, gesturing in his direction. "It looks like the girl trusts you. Take her to the Hall. She doesn't need to see her brother in this state and the king will probably want to hear her story."
