SeerTale

Chapter 2

Around me was the gentle sound of footsteps.  There was no sound of a knife being unsheathed, though.  Elinada hadn't moved, though Toriel had come back from the kitchen. No sound of any threat.  A plate gently clunked onto the table in front of me.  A second one a couple seats away, probably for Elinada.  I quickly managed to find the fork on the plate given to me and happily dug in.  As long as Toriel was around, I didn't seem to be in any danger.  I was fine with that.

I finished my pie rather quickly, faster than Elinada.  I hadn't remembered the last time I ate.  Toriel seemed surprised.

"Oh, dear, would you like more pie?"

I nodded slightly and I heard a small scrape of the plate being taken off the table.  It was set down with another clunk amd I dug into the one too, though didn't really have room for more.

"Are you both done?"

We chorused a yes.

"Wonderful.  Come, I will lead you to your room for the night."

She took both of our hands and led us to a room.  Elinada immediately chose one of the two beds against the walls.  Toriel, seeing that, led me to the other one.

"Then this one will be yours.  Now, you both should sleep.  I'm sure you had a long day.  Sweet dreams."

Toriel left the room and there was a rustle as Elinada laid down on her bed.  I merely sat on mine.  I didn't trust her and I'd wait all night if it meant staying alive.

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I didn't know when I'd fallen asleep.  It was light, though, and I woke up when I heard the sound of someone getting off their bed.  I immediately sat up, seeing Marintha by the door, quickly finding the handle, and whispered, not wanting Toriel to hear.

"What are you doing?"

"Leaving.  I don't trust you and you probably know this."

"Yes, I do, but how do you know you'll find the way out?"

"Don't worry 'bout me..."

She silently opened the door and stepped out into a dark hallway, closing the door with a small click.  I had the sense to follow her, but I'd give her a minute at least.  After the minute passed, I stood and grabbed the handle of my knife, opening the door and not caring about whatever noise it made.  I was about to kill anyway.  I walked to the right, seeing the entry way and a set of stairs.  Marintha was at the top of them, looking down them, curiously, though turned to me when she heard my foot steps.  Her first response was to pretty much slide down the stairs and take off at a run.  I followed the taller girl, wanting to see how this would turn out, even if it was myself against her.

She eventually, literally, ran into a wall, what looked like a dead end.  She was quick to move, checking the right before running left and disappearing, though I was only about ten feet behind her now.  She reached a large looking door and slammed through it, into snow, and continued to run, not caring about what happened as long as she got away.  Damn, she was fast.  Though I could be faster.  The only sound there was was heavy breathing and the crunch of snow, then a piercing yell of pain as I slashed at her back, hitting my target.