13: Found

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Kiera and Delilah made the journey to Vigil's Keep once Garrett had gone to report for duty. Neither wanted him involved and Albert trusted in Kiera's magic to keep them safe. They took both Pounce-a-lot and Jocelynn with them. With the patrols on the road and the fear of what the Lionheart would do to them, the local bandits had left the area. Or at least no longer worked the main road between Amaranthine and Vigil's Keep.

They were greeted by a couple of Wardens when they arrived. "Hello, Delilah," one greeted.

"Is my brother and the Commander here?"

"Yes."

"I need to speak with both of them. It's urgent."

The Warden motioned to the main building of the Keep and into the throne room. "Wait here. I'll be back."

"Thank the Maker they're both here," Kiera said.

Delilah started pacing back and forth, Pounce cuddled in her arms. Kiera was worried about Anders. She had a bad feeling about the whole thing. Anders had always been rebellious and she prayed he hadn't done something that even the Wardens couldn't protect him from.

"Delilah?" Nathaniel asked, Kiera not having noticed he and Realin enter the room. "Is something wrong?"

Delilah turned, revealing Pounce and the Commander's face immediately turned concerned. "It's Anders. We fear he's in trouble."

Pounce hopped out of her arms and on top of the mabari at Realin's side's head, where he began to purr and kneed. The mabari didn't even react.

"What happened?" Realin asked.

"He came to my house a few weeks ago and asked Kiera and I to take care of Ser Pounce-a-lot. That he couldn't take him with him this time. We both questioned him but he refused to say any more."

Realin's brows furrowed, telling Kiera the mission was to be a routine one.

"A few days ago, some Templars came demanding that I tell them where Anders was. I told them I didn't know and they threatened me."

"They what!?" Nathaniel looked like he wanted to kill said Templars for threatening his with child sister. Jocelynn began to whine at Nathaniel's raised voice and Kiera soothed her.

"I told them to ask you. They then thanked me for my help."

"Your help? You didn't...," Realin trailed off, a look of realization coming across her face. The look turned to horror as if she realized what was happening. "Shit! Nate, we have to go. Now." She darted away, the mabari following after her.

"Thanks, Delilah, Kiera," Nathaniel said. The women nodded and he darted after his Commander.

"Kyrie!" Realin called and a blond-haired Elf with a pair of daggers sprinted after them.

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