Thread: From Peasant to Hero (MaliciousLullaby and DudeMeister)

Her eyes managed to tear away from the sight of the wolves long enough to see someone on a horse coming for her. She squinted her eyes to focus them before seeing that it was Ulric. It all had happened so fast. One moment he was reaching for her and her hand shot out to meet his but by some sort of malfunction, he fell off the horse with her. Like making double time, she hurried with him to get back onto the horse before he was attacked, before Ulric was attacked. In her attempt to try and fend the wolf off of him, she got a side of her face scratched deeply. Her eyes shut and her hand came to cup her cheek, her eyes stinging with tears again. And then just like that, it was over. The wolves were slayed because the knights finally decided to do their job, Ulric killed the wolf that had been trying to maul him and then passed out. She moved by his side, sort of half catching him and lying his head on her lap. Gently of course. Elarinya. She hard the stern, deep and angry voice of her father and looked up to meet his expression. He was looking at her with anger. Her father was seething. Ulric was taken by the servants to tend to his wounds. Clean him up and then a specialist to stitch him up. It was better to do it while he was asleep because the stitching up part wouldnt be pretty, thats for sure. In the mean time, while he was recovering, she was in her fathers office. Standing, with her hands clasped behind her back and wet eyes. Shed been crying. For the past hour her father had yelled at her. He called her names, thought she was stupid for even going out in the woods but the worst of all was even he blamed her for Clovers death. Stating that she knew the woods was often the home to the wolves yet she kept going anyways. It was no ones fault but her own that Clover was dead because she never listened. When he was done, he told her that Ulric, the stable boy, would recover just fine but that shed be in charge of him. She didnt have a problem with it but itd be a constant reminder of what she did. She brought the wolves to them, she killed her horse it was all her fault. Your mother would be so disappointed. Here Im thinking, every single day you look just like her, are growing up to be just like her. Today, I was proven wrong. Youre nothing but a child. No grace. Nothing. Youre nothing like your mother. But that was the worst of all. It was slicing deep into her, breaking her heart. You may go now. And with that dismissal, Elarinya left the room and she went downstairs to the servants quarters, towards Ulrics room where he was resting. Knocking on the door, she opened it and looked at the specialist and the nurse with him. They were cleaning up and as if told by her father what her new duties were to learn responsibility, she was educated on how to clean his wounds, how to do his dressing and that he should be resting in bed for at least a whole day to avoid the wound opening up again. With that said and gone, they left the room and she stood by the corner, looking out the window. She kept wiping at her eyes and swallowing the big lump in her throat. She had to get a grip. She had to find out what to do to make her father proud again. To see her mother in her once more.