Holiday in the Sun RPG

[Merri]

Elvira stood by her father, hot anger and confusion rushing through her. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to run at the corsairs and fight. But she had to be brave, at least for her mother's sake. And for her father's sake. She couldn't have them worrying about her- at this point, finding her siblings was much more important.

What could the corsairs want with her siblings? They were too young to be of any use to them. But King Aragorn . . .

Elvira closed her eyes and remembered the ceremony where she had first seen the king. How majestic and magical he had looked, like something out of the fairy tales Mother used to tell her when she was young.

And King Aragorn? What would happen to him, if the corsairs were taking over the city?

She tugged on her father's sleeve. "Papa," She whispered in his ear. "What about King Aragorn?"