Vain: Upon An Hours Rest

Chapter 13: Mysterious Old Woman

          So I cross over and leave the men. I know exactly were I want to go. I want and almost need to see that old lady that saved my life. I ride past the old fishing store and look into her house.

          “Madam? Are you in here?” Just then an infantry rides by and tells me all the peasants were evacuated to the castle. I walk back outside and for the first time it has hit me. I've lost that old horse! I risked my life for that beast, and possibly a rebellion. Im not trying to brag on myself but if not for God sending me back or waking me up or whatever it was I would of never sent news to Falador of Varrocks fall and both the citie's rebels would have been lost. I would of never lead them pass the underground pass to the Elvin lands, or freed the dwarves from entrapment. I would of never warned Majesty Castle of an attack that would of come sooner or later. And I risked most of that to go back and get a stupid old horse who I now have no idea where he is at. I pray silently he is okay and begin to move towards the castle. I enter and grab the paper of names wile at the same time remembering I don’t know her name. I walk around trying to find her. “Has anyone spotted an old lady?!” “Has anyone seen an old lady?!”

          “Sir," a young man says, "there were only two older women evacuated, one died, the other is on the second floor of the castle. I walk toward the upper floor of the castle and inside a makeshift apothecary's room and spot a few injured and immediately see the frail old woman. I walk up to her and her eyes light up as I crouch down.

          “Danny, you’ve done it! You’ve freed us! Oh I knew it was all going to be okay, even when you left us I knew it would.” For the second time she looks familiar, I had noticed this before but I pushed it out of my mind.

          “Who are you?”

          A devious little smile plays across her face as she says, ”Do you remember Ragen?”

          “Yes” as she says this I realize I must of lost some of my memory when I was gone. I remember Ragen was my nephew, and because my brother was dead with no children then my sisters child would be next in line for the throne until my son was of age, which was sixteen. My sister, that’s it! Shes my sister! I grew up with her, she was used as a young maid in my fathers house hold, she was just as mistreated if not more then I and I forgot all about her! Shame washes all over me. When we killed Edward we freed her from the castle and she lived with us for years, and then left and moved to Lumbridge. That must be why Ragan wouldn’t kill her.

          Its obvious she sees me realizing all this and says, “The Lord told me in a dream I wouldn’t see death until you freed me from my sons rule. You WILL win this rebellion if you keep The Lord on your side. But my time has come brother.”

          “No, we can get you doctors, apothecary's anything!”

          “No Danny, I've seen much and lived long.”

          “I've just remembered you! You can help me unlock memories I've forgotten for years! You can help me find were I've been! Your my sister! Please don’t leave me!” A smile played and tear rolled and she closed her eyes in a joyful sleep for the last time. “Someone, someone get in here now!”

          An apothecary comes, rolls her small blanket over her head and says, “Its to late, my she rest in Heaven in The Lords arms.” I cry for a few minutes, remembering every single death of one close to me. The old clan, other old friends, and now my sister, combined with the knowlage that my wife likely doesn’t have many years to go. I stand and walk out and make my lonely walk trying to find Daniel's tent and find out where we march next.