Lord and Master

Chapter Two: Sword Fight

Isidore limped through the forest, supported by Idhrenniel and her brother, on their way to their first destination: the elven city Goldleaf. Knowing that the city was a day ahead, Idhrenniel made herbs that reduce the amount of pain on his back.

"Elves and their extraordinary minds can heal the most fatal of wounds and sicknesses!" smiled Isidore as Idhrenniel rubbed some herbs onto him.

"Yes," she said. Isidore knew she was smiling through her voice. "But one thing we can't do is bring back the dead, it's too much energy and you might even kill yourself. That's just one of the things we have to accept: death. Only the most powerful of sorcerers can do things like that."

"I bet I can do it by the time I've finished my training!" said Isidore, who then scowled painfully as she rubbed over his big blue bruise.

"That's the spirit, but be warned; you mustn't do it even though you've completed your training. It will kill you!"

"Ha! That's were you're wrong, I happened to be an immortal. I can never die!" proved Isidore and he smiled fiercely yet is in great pain.

"Even though you are one, I don't want you to do it! You'll be weak and you won't be able to fight off dangerous enemies!"

Isidore simply nodded and pulled on his tunic carefully. "Come we have a long day ahead of us so we better get going," advised Durion and he started walking as soon as Isidore has stood up, hanging on the tree for support before Arphenion came over to help him.

The day had gone by quicker than Isidore had expected. But by the time the full moon rose over the sky and the stars sparkled like diamonds suspended up high, they have reached Goldleaf. This was a magnificent city of gold. Little streams, fountains and springs ran alongside it. And perched up high on a mountain was a palace, lined with gold and silver and walls of crystal and marble. A balcony and terrace could be seen, enclosed by gold rails that shown brightly through the light of the full moon. Many windows were lined picture perfect. Each one was open with nothing so much as glass concealing them and was arched elegantly at the top. The entrance was through a gigantic double door, guarded with marble columns that stretch out with enormous length to support the roof. Leading to it were natural made stone steps, surrounded with sophisticated decorations. Halfway the mountain was a wall. In pole position were elf soldiers, standing like statues with swords hanging from their belts. Each one owns a bow and quiver on their backs. None walked around lazily like normal men did. Everything was lightened by a gleaming blue light.

Hungry and cold, Isidore and his other three companions progressed onto a small boat that would bring them closer to the ElvinPalace. Traveling through the city made Isidore sparkle with admiration, everything was attractive, even the citizens were living like gods. The walls were carved with such perfection which flickered the devotion of each and every worker. As they reached the shores they departed the boat as it headed back to its original position.

Lead by Durion, Isidore, Idhrenniel and her brother followed without discussing anything. Talking would only make their deprive of food much worse. In time they reached the palace entrance. At the front of each door was a soldier standing on each side. As they close in, the soldiers automatically crossed their pikes across the door, stopping Durion from entering.

"My name is Idhrenniel Theocritos, these are my companions. We are here to see my sister, Eruanna Vanglirtana."

The soldiers immediately withdrew their pikes and opened the door without another word: they knew Idhrenniel all too well.

As Isidore entered, a vast hall greeted him. It was made with pure marble embroiled with gold and silver. Above was a glass ceiling that allowed the moonbeam shine onto the centre of the hall. The hall itself was embraced with an indoor balcony. Under the balcony hung a few candelabrums, glowing with blue light that influenced the form of the hall with captivating elegance.