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Chapter 10 She Won't- Leora
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By the Ancients- The Creation of A Champion Chapter 13 The Seashell Connor
I wandered down the stairs to find the dining area clean and empty. At the front desk stood the same young blonde female, her name tag identifying her as Sarah. “Excuse me, I'm looking for Agnes. She went to the kitchen,” I said. “I’ll go get her for you,” Sarah replied, already starting to rise from her seat. “No need, I just need to speak with her. Could you show me where the kitchen is”" ‘Of course. It's down the hall,’ she said, pointing to the left of the front desk along a long corridor. “Just keep walking, and you'll find it.” I nodded in thanks and followed her directions. As I approached the kitchen, I could hear the clatter of pans and the rustling of silverware. I pushed open the door to find Agnes, who was muttering angrily to herself. She had a tray in front of her with an array of fluffy white and dark brown bread, various cheeses, and thin slices of cured meat, all set up for making sandwiches. Agnes looked up at me, her eyes brimming with tears. “The
By the Ancients- The Creation of A Champion Chapter 12 The Situation Leora
I jolted awake abruptly, attempting to sit up, only to find myself completely entangled in a crumpled sheet and wrapped around Yaris like a tangled vine. "What on earth?" I wondered, my mind still foggy with sleep. As I tried to pull away, a firm hand held me close, anchoring me in place. Yaris mumbled softly, "Please don't leave," his voice a sleepy murmur that lingered in the dim room. I paused, my thoughts swirling, then decided to settle back into the warmth of our shared cocoon, my arms and legs draped over him like a protective shield. I lay there for a few minutes, the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat a soothing lullaby in the quiet darkness. Suddenly, Connor's voice cut through the stillness, startling me. “You had a nightmare,” he said, his voice carrying a note of concern. I turned to see him lying on the couch, his eyes heavy with sleep yet alert, as if he had just woken up too. I nodded, a silent acknowledgment of the familiar cycle. This wasn't new; these relentless
By the Ancients- The Creation of A Champion Chapter 11 The Dream Connor
It felt as though time had slowed to a crawl. The silvery blue tendrils of magic streaming from Leo into Yaris shimmered and pulsed, then gradually dimmed until they vanished altogether. Leo finally withdrew her slender hand, the ethereal glow flickering out like a dying ember. Yaris laid there motionless, eyes fixed on Leo. At last, she reached out, fingertips brushing Yaris’s cheek, cool now instead of the feverish warmth it once held, then bowed her head and rested it against his chest. She closed her eyes and listened, inhaling the soft, steady rhythm of his heartbeat and the gentle rise and fall of his lungs. Standing a few paces away, Agnes gripped a spray of white, flower-laced herbs so tightly that its petals trembled in her hand. Leo exhaled and slumped backward onto the plush pillows on the bed. She then looked up at us. She took a few deep breaths and tried to stand, but her limbs betrayed her and she collapsed. I was at her side in an instant, scooping her into my arms
By the Ancients- The Creation of A Champion Chapter 10 She Won't- Leora
Chapter 10She Won’tLeora A sudden loud noise snapped me out of my daydream. Looking up, I saw the crowd's focus shift to the stage where a chair had fallen. Abruptly, the older male from the band started scurrying in our direction. As he approached the elegantly set table, he offered a respectful bow, his movements reflecting a practiced grace. His fingers intertwined, twisting and turning in a subtle display of nervousness. "Your Grace," he began, his voice tinged with a mix of anticipation and reverence, "please allow us the honor of playing your favorite song." His words came out in a rush, as if escaping between shallow breaths, revealing the weight of the moment that pressed upon him. "I can't say I have any particular favorite songs at the moment. However, I love the music from my homeland. It's been ages since I've been home. It would be wonderful if you could play something that brings back those memories for me." "Oh, Your Grace, it would be a privilege." The music
By the Ancients- The Creation of A Champion Chapter 9- The Last Night- Leora
The room was unexpectedly spacious, especially for such an old inn. I reopened the door and glanced around the hallway, trying to compare its size to that of the inn itself. Something didn’t add up. “Is everything alright with the room, Miss?” A gentle voice interrupted my thoughts. An older female was standing at my door. How had she appeared so quickly? “Yes, it’s perfect. I’m just amazed at how large it is.” The older female nudged me slightly to the side as she entered the room, carrying several plush towels. Caught off guard, I simply allowed her inside. She walked into the bathroom and put the towels away. "Oh yes, we reserve this room for special guests, like yourself," she said, gently removing my bookbag from my shoulder. She placed it on a chair next to a large wooden armoire and began hanging up the few clothes inside. "We're having a lovely dinner with music and dancing." "That sounds great, but I don't really have anything to wear for something like that."
By the Ancients- The Creation of A Champion Chapter 8 The Red Cap- Leora
Chapter 8The Red CapLeora I struggled to comprehend what Yaris had just told me. Before I could process it, a sudden sharp pain shot through my arm. Glancing up, I noticed Yaris and Connor both staring to my right. Instinctively, I grabbed a golden band on my wrist. As I held it tightly, a slender blade started to emerge, transforming into a gleaming golden sword. I turned to look in the same direction as the two Fae males. At that moment, another sharp, gray stone was hurled from behind the rose bushes. I couldn't see anyone, but I heard strange, unintelligible chatter. Suddenly, a small round head topped with a faded red hat appeared. “Little bastard.” I knew that red hat. I had nightmares of the creatures that wore them as a child. Goblin- like creatures that love castles. They are violent little shits. The tales say they enjoy killing travelers to dye their hats red with their blood. “It’s a damn Redcap.” I began to march straight to the rose bush. Before, I could take more
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