Thread: Icy Heart (Books and darjeeling)

Kaira, despite the smatterings of confidence smeared here and there, felt at once that she had made a grievous error. She had heard from the scholars at home that should you wish to be heard, be sure to find yourself the first to speak or the last to speak. In this case, she was both the last and the only one foolish enough to speak against against their captors. Kaira hoped the Norn did not hear her swallow uncomfortably as she paused before her, her voice rumbling high overhead. What Adela said only made her bite back some of her own choice words, instead turning her head to the side briefly to avoid having to look at the scar that seemed far nastier up close. 'You're right, but if I were a little higher from the ground I might stand a chance in a fight.' Her thoughts were addled with nothing but vitriol yet Kaira still had some common sense left in her to not say anything that might actually have her head parted from her body. She very much enjoyed living, though not so much recently. Her predicament had made her positively miserable and why in all of Tyria could she still hear the screaming? Kaira liked to think that she was undamaged by the sufferings of other people, but not when they were so damn close to her. However, Adela's mention of a slave brought her eyes back up, up, up at the Norn. What? Her attempt to stop the word before it burst forth ended only in a miniscule squeak on her part, her hand immediately coming up to rest at her collarbone as she shook her head. She hoped that it sounded more like a cough or sneeze to the large people but as they say, barbarians were always unpredictable. It seemed as if her outburst had not been heard and if it had, they had chosen not to act on it as the woman called Adela left the line. Kaira let out a sigh of relief, quiet and to herself she had been holding her breath and the intake of oxygen was welcoming to her tense body. She turned and made to follow the rest of her fellow humans like a large pack of animals, which was what they were essentially, when Adela's voice rose above the rest once again. Kaira had come to associate the woman's tone with misfortune and indeed, she was told to stay behind. Alone! Fearing the worst, she pivoted back to face the throne and grimaced once again. Perhaps she was to be executed for her past transgressions? If only mother had taught her more on the importance of being proper should a noble such as herself be kidnapped! Though she couldn't particularly place the blame on her maternal figure. Perhaps if she had not be so picky, she would still be in Divinity's Reach... Adela spoke, this time her words lacked threats or any unfortunate business. Kaira blinked and glanced up. My name is Kaira Leonhart. I hail from Lion's Arch. It would have been fine to stop there, but something compelled her to add, I will have you know that my disappearance will not be taken so lightly. I am sure someone will come for me soon and then you will understand the severity of your actions. While she did not immediately come to regret the 'warning', she certainly did not feel all too confident. It was common for humans to go missing near Hoelbrak and it was rare for them to ever return.