ERIKI woke up to a splitting headache and a numb feeling in my legs. I was laying on a hard rock floor and I was freezing. I painfully moved my head and saw that there was a fire that had been built up at the entrance of a cave. I looked up. I was definitely in a cave.Someone moved at the entrance, and, to my relief, I saw Loki. I started to move and heard a jingle. I looked down and realized both of my ankles had been shackled and the peg had been driven into the stone wall of the cave. With a sinking feeling, I realized I had been betrayed.He walked over to me and squatted down, holding a cup of some vile looking liquid. “Drink this,” he said, pushing it at me. I ignored him.“Unchain me,” I croaked out. “What makes you think that you have any authority over me?” Loki asked, amusement in his voice. “In case you misread the situation, let me make it perfectly clear. You are no longer in charge. Your title means nothing here.”I held his eyes, refusing to look away, an

TOVALeila and Garth looked at me earnestly. I sat down heavily. I hadn’t thought of that option.All of my memories have always been centered about the prophesy and my destiny. I barely remember my life before the prophesy was uttered and I was taken from my family. I have never had a say in my future, only used as a pawn to be moved around a board at the whim of Erik or his mother. I was groomed to be a wife and a child bearer, secondary was my supporting role as High Queen. I had been treated unkindly by many in Erik’s household and, by his own admittance, he encouraged that. He, too, was angry over his lack of control of his future but he was a man and the High King. He had ways to rebel.I could leave. I could see if I could find my parents, perhaps, and try to rebuild a relationship with them if they were still alive. I could take my bag of gold and purchase some land and a home and live on my own schedule and for myself. But if I left, I would be leaving Erik to his

ERIKAt some point in my delirious state Loki forced more of the sleeping potion down my throat and I slept hard. When I awoke I was on a barn floor, chained and shacked to a stake that had been driven deep into the ground. I was laying on bales of hay and I could feel it moving underneath me. Ug. Mice.I painfully pushed myself into a sitting position, noting that my ribs felt bruised. I was guessing they threw me over a horse to get me here and that they were none too gentle. My face also felt bruised and swollen and I thought I may have a tooth loose on one side. I gingerly touched my face, my shackles and chains jingling. One of my eyes was swollen shut. They had beat my face so that I was unrecognizable in case they were happened upon but another person. I had to give them credit. That was smart.I leaned back against another haybale, supporting my back and looked around while fighting the dizziness and nausea that came with my movements. There were holes in the roof

TOVAWe waited, hearing Brut shout at both the King and Loki, and we could hear Loki shouting back. I strained my ears, hoping to hear Erik’s voice, but could not. My heart was pounding erratically in my chest. I wanted to rush in to make sure he was okay, but I knew that it wasn’t the time. Garth spent his time looking back at the forest where Leila had disappeared, watching me, and then looking at the barn where the shouting was taking place. I could sense that he was torn. I was, too. Brut finally came out of the barn and he mounted his horse, trotting back the way he had come. Garth and I dropped to the forest floor and watched as he hurried down the trail, a mere ten feet from us, not even looking in our direction. I wasn’t sure where Leila was waiting for him, but I knew she would do her best to take care of him. I just had to trust. We waited while the sky above us got progressively darker and the thunder roared above us. We could hear nothing coming from the trail

TOVAErik’s head lolled against my chest, and I had to fight the panic down. I looked over at Garth.“He will be okay,” he said. “Let’s get him settled before he wakes up. It will be easier for him.”I nodded, and Troi took off, led by Leila. We followed.Thank goodness Bo was such a gentle and tame animal when he wanted to be. I concentrated on holding Erik and keeping him comfortable, and Bo followed Troi. When we started climbing the rocks, I gripped with my knees tighter and held Erik a little closer.I had to duck to get into the cave but I saw that Leila had piled up our supplies against the far wall and had started a fire. The temperature of the cave was pleasantly warm, considering we had a cold spring storm raging outside. Garth and Leila silently came to Bo’s side and I slid Erik into their arms. Garth hurried him over to a pile of rushes and lay him gently on it.I left Erik to Garth’s ministrations, taking the pot from my saddlebags and turned to head into the sto