Behind The Elf - Gethen (a kotlc fanfiction)

Chapter Two - Part Two

Kenric glanced up, his eyes darting frantically about the empty streets. Oralie lay unconscious, a lone tear streaking down her pale face. He watched as it dripped onto the pavement, disappearing within its cracks. Afraid, and surmounting a rapidly growing fog of panic Kenric strained his vocal cords - in an attempt to call for help, but nothing came out. In vain, he tried to scream. Desperate and wracked with sobs - his body shaking, he planted a trembling kiss on Oralie's forehead, gently stroking her golden curls before standing up, legs wobbling like a newborn foal.

He stumbled forwards, fright consumed his every cell, and towards one of the jewelled castles - Bronte's. He toppled over the last step, ramming into the front door just as the pointy-eared councillor surfaced and Owen began to wail.     

     "K-Kenric?" he asked, his eyes wide, fear laced into every word. "What are you doing? Who's that?" All Kenric could do was sob. Bronte sighed, the bags under his eyes protruding slightly more as he subtly waved his hands - beckoning the disheveled man inside.

(I need to find the time to write more 😬this was going to be a lil longer but I'm just gonna publish it like this :D)