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"Take her - Go!"
Her father's voice rattled her to the marrow. Her home, her life, was crumbling like wet sand and Sorai couldn't think of a time when she'd ever felt so afraid as she did right now. She could hear the anarchic pandemonium taking over Vel' Anir, the city outside her smashed window suffused with the ghastly orange grin of fire. She could hear soldiers and Dreadlords yell and fight and die, and noble men and women plea and scream and die. Rhea, her father's Dreadlord, wrapped her muscular arms around her, pinning her own arms to her sides as she lifted her off of her feet which kicked out in protest. The woman was almost twice her size, though there was little room for logic in the chaos of panic in her mind as she fruitlessly fought against the woman's hold and ignored her assurances.
"Rebel scum!" a man who had been a 'friend' of her father's, she recalled, burst in through the door of the study with a blade held aloft but he was cut down by her father's household guard before he could reach his intended target.
Rebel? The confusion was just about as loud as her fear as she heard her father give orders to his guard. He was part of this uprising, and Sorai couldn't allow herself to believe it.
"For a new Vel' Anir!" her own father bellowed as he and his guard awaited a new onslaught of loyalists who barged through the large oak doors just as Sorai was carried out through the kitchens.
"Wait! No! What are you doing?! You need to protect him!!" Sorai tried feebly to pry the woman's arms from her.
"I have orders to follow, My Lady. I have never betrayed an order in my life, and I don't intend on starting tonight. I am to get you out of the city and ensure that you are safe until the revolution has ceased.. I would much rather not have to knock you out or bind you, so please, stop squirming."
Sorai had absolutely no doubt that the stoic woman would take whatever means necessary to carry out her father's commands. She was loyal to no end, and one of the strongest women Sorai had ever seen. As they reached the town square, Sorai paled, and Rhea threw her aside to take up arms against four men who ran at her, recognising her as a Dreadlord. Sorai hid behind a pile of rubble to watch as the dead fell like autumn leaves...
"You must stay with me, Sorai, if you want to make it out of this city alive, do you understand me?"
Sorai nodded quickly, her brown eyes as wide as a timid fox staring down a wolf. The woman gripped her shoulder and hauled her up to keep moving toward the city gates, cutting down whatever stood in their path without a second thought..
Her father's voice rattled her to the marrow. Her home, her life, was crumbling like wet sand and Sorai couldn't think of a time when she'd ever felt so afraid as she did right now. She could hear the anarchic pandemonium taking over Vel' Anir, the city outside her smashed window suffused with the ghastly orange grin of fire. She could hear soldiers and Dreadlords yell and fight and die, and noble men and women plea and scream and die. Rhea, her father's Dreadlord, wrapped her muscular arms around her, pinning her own arms to her sides as she lifted her off of her feet which kicked out in protest. The woman was almost twice her size, though there was little room for logic in the chaos of panic in her mind as she fruitlessly fought against the woman's hold and ignored her assurances.
"Rebel scum!" a man who had been a 'friend' of her father's, she recalled, burst in through the door of the study with a blade held aloft but he was cut down by her father's household guard before he could reach his intended target.
Rebel? The confusion was just about as loud as her fear as she heard her father give orders to his guard. He was part of this uprising, and Sorai couldn't allow herself to believe it.
"For a new Vel' Anir!" her own father bellowed as he and his guard awaited a new onslaught of loyalists who barged through the large oak doors just as Sorai was carried out through the kitchens.
"Wait! No! What are you doing?! You need to protect him!!" Sorai tried feebly to pry the woman's arms from her.
"I have orders to follow, My Lady. I have never betrayed an order in my life, and I don't intend on starting tonight. I am to get you out of the city and ensure that you are safe until the revolution has ceased.. I would much rather not have to knock you out or bind you, so please, stop squirming."
Sorai had absolutely no doubt that the stoic woman would take whatever means necessary to carry out her father's commands. She was loyal to no end, and one of the strongest women Sorai had ever seen. As they reached the town square, Sorai paled, and Rhea threw her aside to take up arms against four men who ran at her, recognising her as a Dreadlord. Sorai hid behind a pile of rubble to watch as the dead fell like autumn leaves...
"You must stay with me, Sorai, if you want to make it out of this city alive, do you understand me?"
Sorai nodded quickly, her brown eyes as wide as a timid fox staring down a wolf. The woman gripped her shoulder and hauled her up to keep moving toward the city gates, cutting down whatever stood in their path without a second thought..