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Chapter 9 "Night Fires and Early Calls"
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The Anointment Chapter 10 "Alone and in Trouble"
Yvayn awoke to water dripping on his face; he was not sure how long he had been asleep. Sitting up and looking around, he found he was alone. His head ached and his friends were nowhere to be seen. The rain had washed away clues to the trail he had taken from Rylltòl. From the gray sky, steady rain was still falling. The air was cold, and the winds were swirling around him. He had no idea which way was which, and he was hungry. He brushed himself off and was about to get up when he saw the broken sword lying on the ground. The rush of memories was more than he could handle; he began to weep and scream. The image of seeing his father killed was too much to bare. “Why?” The question rang through his mind. He was alone, and the rain began to come down even harder; it had already soaked his clothes. A thick mist surrounded him so that he could only see a short distance ahead. He bent down and picked up the pieces of the sword his father used to carry. He tucked them under his cl
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The Anointment Chapter 12 "Mesnar"
The sun was well up when Yvayn finally rolled out of bed. He looked out his little window to the street below. A crowd had formed around Cliffhanger, but they were keeping their distance from the grunting stallion. Yvayn chuckled to himself. Suddenly he realized that he had slept the whole night without that awful nightmare. He almost felt guilty for being happy. That white horse had given him a sense of accomplishment that he had not felt before. “He led me here for something,” he said to himself. “I wonder what it is to be?” He put on his clothes and went downstairs and grabbed some bread and water before stepping outside. He stepped through the crowd to Cliffhanger who greeted him with his right foot scratching the ground. “Good morning to you too. So where do we go today?” Yvayn was rubbing the horse under his neck. The large horse padded the ground again with his right foot. “South…again?” Yvayn turned to the small crowd and asked them the name of their to
The Anointment Chapter 13 "The Acceptance"
A few days down the road, Yvayn found he was in the midst of what he supposed were the ruins, from Ernor’s description, of Kelna. He decided to rest at this place while things calmed down back in Shyr. He unpacked and settled in for the night. At dawn, Cliffhanger woke him with a gentle nudge. He appeared to be ready to go. “What is it, boy?” The young prince got up and stretched. It was then that he saw it. Looking out across the cool misty grass, he could see a beast with light golden hair, glistening almost white in the sunlight of the morning. Its mane flowed across its back, and it seemed to be alone, much like Yvayn. “A lion, Cliffhanger, there’s a lion over there.” He pointed, but the great horse already knew. “What should we do?” Yvayn picked up his sword and sheath. Then he packed Cliffhanger with the battle ax Ernor had given him and put the sword around his own waist. The young warrior was wearing the leather outfit the tailor had made for him. It would prote
The Anointment Chapter 14 "Assessing the Situation"
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Termâs and Cai finally arrive in Tarpor after two long hard days of walking. They were both exhausted and sore. Termâs led them to an inn to rest. “Cai, you have to rest. I can get all we need, and you can get some sleep. I will look for supplies and some fresh food and better clothes.” “But I don’t want to be left alone.” “You have Sasha.” “But I want you to stay.” “Enough of this…you rest.” He was serious and helped her with her boots. “Maybe you can clean up a little.” “All right…” Termâs helped draw a warm bath for her by lighting a fire and getting a kettle of water. Then he left. He was gone for a long time. When he returned, he found her lying in her bed with Sasha. She was sound asleep. He did not light a lamp but settled down in his own bed to rest. They awoke with the sun shining brightly in their faces. Cai rolled over, but Termâs sat up. “Time to get up, sleepy.” “No!” She muttered from under her covers. Sasha was no
The Anointment Chapter 17 "The Imperial City"
Careath was a most welcome sight to the young guard. The flags still flew high and were stretched out firm in the afternoon ocean wind. Tall elms twisted in the stiff breeze and wind-sculpted pine trees blew wildly on the sandy banks. The docks were busy with commercial sea-ships. Gulls flocked above the ships looking for any morsel of food they might find. Pelicans stood on large wooden posts and watched the Silver Hawk pull into its spot. The crew scrambled to get the ship tied down. Men on the dock grabbed ropes and pulled them hard to slow the warship and settle it into the wharf. Erwaith called to the passengers announcing that they had arrived. Termâs came up loaded with his bags while Cai and Lyora followed with Sasha. Another crewman carried the ladies’ bags. “Erwaith?” Yes, Termâs?” “You will need to stay here in the dock. I have a feeling we are going to need as much help as possible.” Erwaith ran his hands through his long gray locks of hair. “
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