His Warrior

Chapter Nine: The child

   Y/N and I continued our journey the following morning and left the abandoned train station filled with loot, I will admit it was quite strange that someone would just leave all that gold abandoned. It is possible someone was living there since that one cart was extremely clean. There's a possibility someone was living there and we just robbed them, now I felt kind of bad. Doesn't really matter we're long gone now.
   Y/N had gone out for a bit but as soon as she came back, I was ready to go.
We were now walking down a long dirt road, what seemed to be an old road to someone's home.

Silence throbbed through the air, Y/N was always looking at the trees when she didn't want to talk.
I had grown used to it, I just guessed she was keeping an eye out for any bandits so we don't get into any more trouble, whenever we let our guard down we seem to run into trouble, which is basically all the time.

"Y/N please talk to me."

Her gaze met mine and she simply smiled.

"About what?"
She had her sweet and calm voice, which she only used when she met someone new.

Somethings wrong.
I thought to myself.

"Never mind," I replied.

My eyes darted everywhere, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

"Is there someone there?"
I quietly whispered.

"Yes, stay quiet," She quietly replied.

    Whoever this person was, they were obviously very good at keeping themselves hidden. I couldn't even pick up on their presence, but Y/N easily did.
I heard leaves rustling and I knew someone was following at that moment.

"Get behind me!"
Y/N shouted.

   I didn't listen and took out my sword, Y/N doing the same.
A little girl came into view.
I stood there shocked, almost jaw dropped.
Dirt was smeared across her face and clothes. She wore old and ragged clothing.
Her black hair was cut very short, making her almost look like a boy. The little girl's eyes were a light sky blue, staring in fear at us.

"Are you lost?" Y/N asked her.

The little girl didn't reply, and cowered behind one of the trees only sticking out her head.

"I promise I won't hurt you. Please come out."

Y/N and I put our swords away, waiting patiently as the little girl took small steps towards us.

"Can you tell us your name?" Y/N asked.

"Sarah," She replied quietly, barely loud enough for us to hear.

"Are you lost Sarah?" I asked.

"I think so, Mommy and Daddy won't wake up," She replied.

I looked to Y/N and noticed she bit her bottom lip out of nervousness.

"It's okay, we'll take care of you." Y/N told her, trying to force a smile.

"What about mommy and daddy?"

"They're in a better place, and won't be waking up any time soon," Y/N replied.

She's so young

I was glad Y/N didn't tell Sarah they were dead, otherwise many tears would have been shed.

"Are you hungry?" I asked Sarah.

"Very,"

Y/N pulled out some bread and an apple.

"Here," Y/N handed her the food and Sarah ate as fast as she could.