Shivana dismounted her horse and examined the area quickly, no slave trap was going to get her. She walked along slowly searching the ground and the surrounding trees.
“What are you doing?” asked Ekatran, “Why do you leave your horse?” He looked very irritable now and she really did not want to upset him.
“My lord, I am searching for traps…..” she turned back round and quickened her pace “…..and slaves,” she whispered to herself. For a few yards she jogged until she came to a smallish clearing. Ahead she could see a figure struggling on the ground. She broke into a run and came up to the person. It was Ranchard.
“Hello…” she said half laughing at the bonds around him, “slaves too much for you to handle eh?” She stood above him with one hand on her hip, she tilted her head to the side. “Not quite the killer Ekatran thought you were? Not surprised….too full of yourself. ” she smiled as he struggled to untie himself. “Want some help?” she bent down behind him when she heard Ekatran’s voice.
“Stop Shivana!”
[ May 23, 2003: Message edited by: Arien ]
__________________
"...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."
|