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Chapter 48: The Strength of the Storm
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The birds stopped singing.The silence echoed down through the empty skies into the deep, green forest below. It spread across the long, winding river that ran eternally through the Elven land, and continued onto the hill-covered plains of a neighboring kingdom.It was this silence that caused a slim, fire-haired Elf to turn her face away from the river to the sky, and listen. She cautiously scanned the riverbank from where she sat. There was no wind, no rustling of leaves. There was only the sound of the rushing river."What is it, Niamh?" her honey-blond companion asked, pulling her hand out of the water, slight concern in her sapphire-blue eyes.The sky began to dim as clouds began to form.Niamh frowned, sniffed, and slowly stood up. She raised a finger to silence the noble elfmaiden beside her.Three dark riders appeared at the top of the far hill, and a threatening rumbling began rolling on behind them. The three figures sat silent and still, swiftly surveying the field, trees, a
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Lady Enid whispered, looking Niamh directly in the eyes."Go get my daughter."Niamh hurried down the now silent halls to Eithne's chambers. She found the young elfmaiden looking at a selection of dresses laid out on her bed.Eithne turned at the sound of the door opening."Oh Niamh," she sighed gratefully. "Please help me choose a dress."Niamh stood in the doorway, "King Lorcan is coming."Eithne gasped, but Niamh softly waved a hand. "He's already here," she said casually.Niamh controlled her nerves and calmly helped Eithne dress. Then there was a knock on the door."Lady Eithne, Lady Niamh," a mild-spoken servant nodded. "Your presence is requested by Lord Tigherneach in the Great Hall."With a mixture of interest and dread, Niamh and Eithne made their way through the Keep. Niamh looked down at her dress, wishing she had the time to change. Her blue dress hid the dirt well, however, she could still smell the smoke from the burning forest still clinging to her.Two guards were st
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The doors opened and the dark hall began to empty.King Lorcan turned, meeting Niamh's gaze, "I'll see you at the evening meal."To Niamh's surprise, her heart skipped a beat.Eithne slipped her hand into Niamh's, and Lady Enid came up beside them."Oh, Niamh," the Lady shed some tears. Lady Enid wrapped her arms around the young elf maiden and held her tight. "Let's collect your things," she sniffed.Lord Tigherneach blocked their way."Niamh Aidhne," He swallowed hard. "My heart is so grateful, but also heavy. There are no words that will comfort me now at your leaving. I promised your father those years ago I would keep you safe. How can I when you are so far away?"Niamh smiled, "We both knew this day would come, but don't worry. I will be Queen, and I will be able to visit you whenever I want."Lord Tigherneach smiled weakly, then left the hall. The three elf maidens made their way to Niamh's room and found servants already packing clothes."I've heard he has a violent temper,"
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"It's going to be quite the ride," King Lorcan said to Niamh."I've never been one to sit still," she replied.King Lorcan gave a half-smile, before signaling to his men and then taking off at a slow gallop. Niamh, without looking back, charged along with them into the restless wind of the darkening twilight.They rode solidly for a few hours, the setting sun beating them to the far horizon. When the moon rose high enough to light their way, King Lorcan signaled the group and left the road to make camp for the night. "We will rest for the night," King Lorcan's voice was low. Niamh turned to him, but the king was already walking away. "The grass is soft and the trees broad. Your tent will be up shortly.""He never planned to travel through the night," Niamh thought with surprise. Waiting for her tent, Niamh watched the Elves by the fire. They moved swiftly, but respectfully when the king joined them. She noticed however, he didn't speak to them much. "My Lady, your tent is ready," a
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