Ian and Mikail found their way to the rock clearing and were momentarily at a loss as to what to do next. It did not take them long to find a small patch of blood near the center, then the signs that someone had been dragged off of one side. She was alive! At least she was when they started dragging, there were signs that she had struggled to change position. They followed the trail into the forest.
When they saw from a distance someone striking her, Ian had to grab Mikail’s sleeve to remind him to stay put until they could analyze the situation. They started dragging her off again.
"I do not ask you to go with me, Ian. In fact I beg you to return. I likely go to my death. Return to those who love you."
"Mikail, I could not look at them knowing I abandoned you to die. My Friend, I will not leave you," he paused, "They will have to take the trail that
Then she told them, "I will adhere to your modesty as much as possible," and paused. They could not see how anything could be left to the imagination on this one. "Help me to sit down. I am going to save as much strength as I can, so untie these laces." She pointed to the laces down the front and at the wrists of the leather outfit she was wearing. They could barely be seen in the shadows they were in, but Mikail knew them well and could see in his mind just where they started near her neck and where they ended a little ways down her left leg breaking at the waist where the top and pants met."Don’t take the laces out, just loosen them," she instructed. When they were loose enough, she told them to help her out of the top of the scouting armor. When they did, to their relief, they found that she was wearing another of the corsets they had both seen. "That has to come off, too, if I am to become Victor again." Both th
Chapter 12 The CeremonySylvia woke to find Kollin bent over her and her corset open enough he could slide his hands along her ribs to see if any were broken. "When did you arrive?" she asked sleepily, but before he could answer, "AH, that hurts, it feels broken.""No, none of them are broken, but three are badly bruised. I arrived this morning. Now, tell
"Yeah, he ate some bad stew going through an enemy camp a week or two ago. Seems like ages now, though. He was out for three days and hated the two day recovery where the captain gave orders that he was not to do anything." Rowell laughed at the memory of Victor sulking around camp looking for anything to do. Emmett tried to picture it, but having only seen Victor in what he was told was a rare, but foul mood he could not imagine the kid begging for anything. "He gets restless fast.""Yeah. That much I could tell about him even through the bad temper yesterday." He walked around the camp with Rowell telling him how things were under Captain Tane’s authority. There was something different about this captain, but he couldn’t identify what. Then again, he had been told this captain was different more than once before he ever left the last camp. One thing Rowell said that struck him was that he would have a private
"I joined the army because my father thought it would be a good idea. I was sent to your camp because I thought I knew better than General Brock how the place should be run and I showed it in more than one way," he replied without looking at the captain. For the first time, he felt shame about how he had behaved. Just being in this man’s presence made him feel like he didn’t deserve this chance."You sound like perhaps you have had a change of heart.""Certain things have been brought to my attention, Sir.""Tell me about them, Emmett," Captain Tane prodded. Emmett told Mikail many things about his past and why he thought he had changed in the last few days. Mikail told Emmett some of the reasons they were fighting this war and why he did such interviews with each of his men. In those two hours, the men became fast friends. By the time his capt
Chapter 13 The LetterWhen he opened his eyes and saw that she was missing, he jumped up and started for the opening of the tent only to run into her as she was returning."Where have you been?" he asked accusingly."Good morning to you, too, Captain. Did you rest well?"Her mood has improved, he thought. "No. What have you been doing?" he asked in slightly softer tones."I have been outside of this tent," she replied. The way she moved told him that no matter how he questioned, she wasn’t going to give in and tell him where she had gone or why. He did the only thing he could think to
She did not look at him when she told him she knew this person or when she said that this boy had not been much older than Victor was perceived. It was only when she told him that she had known this boy at the orphanage that she looked at him. "He was just a small child when I was there and he never knew that Retribution was the girl he used to sit and talk to about his deceased parents and their home, but he joined their army because I had." He looked at her doubtfully. "He was infatuated with ‘The Silver Hand’ and swore one day to find her and thank her for the help he was certain she had given him in his escape from the orphanage," she paused, "He knew not that he was talking to her when he said it and joined this army because he had heard she was in some way affiliated with it."Mikail looked at her. He had not known that she had a soft spot for children. This one had obviously meant something to her before
"No, just give me a few hours and change your course to the south for a few miles. We are still near the border. I think I can make sure they are not able to cross the bridge."He studied her for a few moments. She looked like she believed she could do it. From what she said, that was their only chance. "Alright. I will head south for a few miles. Just make sure you don’t get yourself in to deep," he told her quietly. She looked up at him for a second, and then took off.She flew through the forest with all the speed and agility she couldn’t use in the confines of the chain mail she had left on the horse she couldn’t bring with her. When she was in sight of the approaching force, she cursed under her breath in four languages. They were bringing the equipment slowly over the bridge as she watched and were setting camp just this side of it.
Sylvia had known that he would turn on her when she told him what she had done and didn’t feel like hearing what he had to say about it. She had purposefully dressed slower and when he had rounded on her, she was only just starting to tuck one breast into the corset. He had full view of the other. It shut him up as fast as she had imagined it would.The two camps would be almost on top of one another the next night and she intended to go ‘take a closer look at’ several of the siege weapons they were taking with them as well as to thin the numbers some. She knew that Mikail was already planning to engage these troops and hoped to catch them off guard. She intended for him to also find thinner numbers. She couldn’t use the mushrooms again; Mikail would be sure to notice that one. But she could take a page from Venom’s book and make sure they set their camp too close to a patch of snakes... She t