The Elven Powers

Chapter Twelve: The pool ( Galandria )

I made my way back to my tent after the embers of the fire had turned to the red glow like heated blood. I felt the awareness the battle had left me with. I noticed every creature, every movement. I just couldn't keep the battle off my mind. I felt sorry for Elrohir and was glad I had for once pushed my feelings aside for others. When people are distressed they need a shoulder, not someone else's weight. the night pressed in around me hugging my clothes to my body. I felt suddenly alone as I came out of focus from myself. 

The tents parted before me as I neared my destination. I had been forced to camp close to the centre for my own safety. I loathed the idea. It put everyone else at risk and I would never find solitude during the daylight hours. At least I was close to Elrohir. I'm a solitary person and don't appeal to the idea of being forced to be with people who I don't know. Elrohir seemed to be of the same temperament so we could work through this together. With emotions running high throughout camp we would need each other more and more. I wanted to be there for him. After all If I hadn't been before he could have died. Camaraderie was the way to survive. 

I relished the silence of my tent. It was chilly tonight, but as much as I wanted to throw myself under the covers and think of the warm blankets of the palace, the task became impossible. I just had too much adrenalin. It was at that moment I thought of something I hadn't before. I rummaged around and quickly found what I was looking for. I took pen to parchment and began to write. I soon lost myself in a river of ink and emotions. I left this world and delved into my own. It felt somehow right to let go in this way. I didn't even think about what I wrote I just sort of spaced out. 

I came to as a rather nasty clang resonated through my tent. I pulled the woollen curtain apart to inspect its origin. 

" Morgel, that is not a doorbell. " I scorned. He sheathed his sword and took a step towards me.

" If I had meant to allow you comfort I would have walked in " He smirked.

" That's just disrespectful " I said through gritted teeth. I wasn't allowed to lose it in front of the army.  

" If I wanted you to like me, It wouldn't have been hard to seduce you. " He flashed me a wicked grin as if to prove his point.

I wasn't fooled. Notching an arrow " You have ten seconds to get out." I sneered. 

He help his hands up but continued to smirk at me. " And you have ten seconds to be In the command tent. The General has called a meeting. " with that he swept out of sight.

Again I wanted to hit Morgel until he bled. Men without respect really get my blood going. Is it really too much to ask that I should be on the same level as him?  We all stood around the tactical map in the command tent. It was an exhausting sight. Every one of us looked like we were going to collapse. However, the general straitened up. 

" Sir, we have been going over our next course of action for hours." Elrohir said voicing all our minds. " We have no choice but to press on to the third realm. "

" There is always the choice of spending another day in your realm my lord. " The general added. I was amused to see him this way. Back at the palace he had presented a threatening picture with a obvious dislike for me. However, before Elrohir humbled him to a meek man with excellent posture. I had to hold back a giggle as I thought of him kneeling before Elrohir. 

I snapped out of it. It was Morgel who spoke next to my surprise. " Whilst the idea is admirable and would help us in the long run, If we see any more of the Corkash they will thin out whatever replacements we muster. We must find the source of the beasts. "

" He is right general. I too have wondered how such a force of Corkash has attacked us. Whilst it is highly possible we destroyed what our enemies managed to muster, I fear they might be breeding them and we have a bigger problem than we thought."