Aman watched in horror from the shadows and jumped as she felt Thrakats hand on her shoulder. Spinning around the other witch saw the reproach in her face.
"We must leave."
Aman shook her head. "No. I will not leave Elenna." Her face was set but her thoughts were scattered like leaves in the wind.
"Now now Aman." Thrakats voice was soft and she spoke soothingly to the younger. "Dont you remember what we said? The warrior maid does not matter. Our bond matters." She held out her hand to Aman and again the ribbon of flame whipped across them. It strengthened Amans resolve; she had said they did not matter and...and...no, they didnt matter.
She let a silver flame whip out of her hands to meet the other witches and saw Thrakat smile. Was that reief? Had she doubted Aman?
"We shall leave now. We must leave now!" Amans voice was almost desperate. No matter how hard her front was, she felt with every blow Elenna took a moment of their childhood together. The other nodded briefly. They had barely anything to pack but Aman had to go to get her bow and arrows, while Thrakat simply said she had a few matters to attend to.
As she left the hall she assumed her passage was concealed as the attention was turned to the terrible fight between Azruk and Elenna, but this was not the case...
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Lindir saw the flame which passed between the two witches hands and straining his eyes he saw the figures of them. he couldnt hear what they said as they were speaking aloud, but he was alarmed when they left. Lindir hated the other witch for what she had done and what he had heard of her, but he did not know what he felt for Aman; he had felt immediatley attracted towards the red haired witch since he had first heard her voice in his mind, but he now knew of how treacherous she was; his heart should have been turned from her. But was it? He no longer knew.
Elenna was floored by Azruk and he tensed, stepping forward before being shoved back by the orcs between them and the fight. Soon Elenna was up again though. Was the table turning.
He felt desperatly guilty as he slipped out of the hall, but he had to find Aman...
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I am what I was, a harmless little devil
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