Thread: The Sword and The Rose.  ((Kolath x Butterfly))

Anya and Terra were startled by the sounds outside the carriage. It was Terra that peeked out and saw the rouge's attacking. She quickly shut the blinds and drew close to Anya, We are being hijacked... The poor maid instantly went white. She had not thought that her posing as the noble woman here for Terra's protection would actually come into play. She instantly reached for the small hand crossbow they had stashed in the carriage with them. But Terra's hand went to stop her, No. It would be best if we did as they asked. For now... She reached reached under the seat and pulled out two daggers, Hide this under your skirts. Use it only if you must. Anya. Milady, I'm frightened! she whispered, the fear in the maids voice clear. It was amazing how very calm Terra was during this. She had the composure of a warrior rather then a noble lady. You must not call me milady. From this moment, you are Terra. The daughter of the Earl of Winston, betrothed of the Duke of Mount Point and I am you. I am Anya. She knew there was little time left, but she had to finish instructing her friend. She should have thought to do this sooner, but it was too late now. They will attempt to ransom you. You must convince them that as a sign of good faith they send me as messenger of your captivity. Once I am to safety, only then reveal who you are. They will not be able to ransom you for as much as they would the real earl's daughter and we will be together at the duke's manor in no time. Do you understand? Before her friend could answer, the door opened and the game began. Anya, as Terra, was pale as a ghost, and stumbled over her words. The true Terra placed her hand upon her back to support her, answering for her, You rouge. You have frightened my lady terribly. It.... it appears... Anya stumbled over her words, trying to find them, It appears we... my handmaiden and I that is, have little choice in the... the matter... Soon they stepped from the carriage to see the bandits ransacking the things on their carriage as well as the things from the cart that followed behind with all of Terra's possessions she was taking to her new home. A few of their guards were lying dead upon the ground while the others were off to one side, hands being bound together into a long line and blindfolds over their eyes. Terra and Anya were split apart then. The blonde hair rouge took Terra towards his own horse. Gently he bound her hands and blindfolded her. A gentlemen it seemed her hoisted her up to sit in the saddle before mounting behind her. The ruse was working for he truly seemed to think her a noble woman and treated her as such. And they clearly thought her the handmaiden as well, for her treatment was less then gentlemanly. They were harsh as they bound her own wrists, tying her blindfold to tight before one of them lifted her up and tossed her up over on of the saddles among a number of items they had stolen from the cart. Like she was some kind of prized game they had just hunted and were taking back to camp to skin, stuff, and hang upon the wall. It was still a while longer before they seemed to pick everything over to their liking before they all set into motion. Anya with the Jacob upon his horse. Terra among the loot. And the surviving men walking along like a chain gang of prisoners. Going to where, none of them knew.