The Power Of Cithrí - A Chaol Westfall Fanfiction

Part 20

Women, all dressed in a form of uniform wondered around the ruins, they appeared to be doing the daily house chores: washing, folding, gathering.
"Surely this can't be the place?" Dorian whispered next to me, as we lay on the grass watching and waiting.
I chewed my nails, the castle was much like home, the stones were black gabbro - strong enough to withstand multiple hits from catapults. It must have been a harsh battle this one had fallen to. Towers were crumpled to sand, walls with huge blasted holes in them. Lights shone through them, flickering like fire. The moat was dried up, only patches of water still remained, it was thses in which the women gathered at.
"It is according to your map." I said, the horses behind us, contempt on the grass we had tied them to.
Dorian took a deep breath, grasping fist fulls of grass. "They must be keeping him in there then." He gestured, with his leather riding gloved hands to the castle. I hummed in agreement, planning how I would make the leader behind all of this suffer the most painful way. I would make it more painful than the man who had killer my father. "What do they want from you?" I asked him, still watching the women. Some looked to even be pregnant.
Dorian shrugged. "I have no idea, I assume something to do with me being a prince."
I rolled my eyes, scoffing. "Stay here." I got up and crept into the bushes. Dorian grumbling behind me as he glanced to Shadow.

I returned, with a bundle of cloths in my hands. I held with cream dress up, it was dull, with little decoration or shaping. I hopped into it.
"What are you doing?" Dorian asked, moving over from the ledge we had been watching the ruins from.
I strapped the ribbon around my waist, trying to shift the scratchy dress to make some form of a woman from me. "One of us has to go in, and seeing as so far it looks to be women only I think I may be best suited for the job."
"You can't." Dorian snapped running over to me, trying to stop me dressing myself. "If Chaol found out I let you walk into danger..."
"What?" I snapped pushing him back so I may tying the simple red cloak around mem it had no buckle to tie it like all my cloaks did, it had two simple strings. "He would get angry? I think I would rather handle him angry than dead!"
Dorian sighed and handed me the head piece. It was like the eye cap used on racing horses, covering all my hair and tunneling around my face, so only those looking directly at me could see my face. I felt insecure with my peripheral vision blocked out, and now forced to stare into Dorian's sapphire eyes. "Y/n I understand you love him, but I cannot let you go for as much my sake as his."
I picked a small knife from out my collection of weapons, I could feel the hurt off my dagger as I opted to avoid it. "I'll be fine Dorian." Stashing the small knife away I looked exactly like the women below. They would barely know I was an outsider.
I hugged Dorian, his hands latching around me. "Be careful, all right?"
I nodded, hearing the call for the women to go inside the castle. "I have to go, I'll be back later. I just need to know he is safe."
Dorian could see the desperation and agreed allowing me to walk back off into the bushes again.