06-25-2009, 03:55 AM
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Anger started to build within Daniel. Anger for the stranger in his sights, anger for himself. Only a few feet away from Robin and he canât protect her. Not anymore. Reflexively, he gripped the bars even tighter.
Shh.. Just follow my lead.
His heart nearly skipped a beat at hearing her voice. He focused his gaze on Robin who stood between he and the stranger. She didnât move one bit and as close as he was to Robin, the stranger was closer still. Surely the stranger must have heard her whisper.
It wasnât a whisper. He heard her clear as day. Just as he felt her fingers now running through his hair, gliding gently through his strands.
What the...?
Iâll explain later. Her voice, clear as day, came upon him.
Robin would have smiled at Danielâs confusion had the situation been any different. It was her fault that they were in this mess. Nay, Balthusâs in truth. It all stemmed from that fiend that still hounded her family. Now her only hope relied on the one thing the man did right.
âExplanations?â she cried out. âExplain yourself. Youâre not supposed to be here. You were ordered to Sarrs.â
The strangerâs eyebrows knit together. What does she know of Sarrs? he pondered.
Robin stood her ground as she again spoke. âYes, we know of Balthus. Why do you think we are here?â She clutched at the spear even tighter, the ring under her gauntlet started to tingle as she became more defiant.
Danny, back me up on this.
In the cage, all Daniel could do was watch and listen as Robin attempted to deter the stranger. And from the strangerâs state of confusion, Robin was doing an awfully good job. In the confines of the cage, Daniel stood up tall.
Good, she thought inwardly. Without turning around, Robin could feel the confidence again building in her childhood friend. She then focused all of her attentions back upon the man in front of her.
Focus... focus... she concentrated. There!
âAnd if Lord Tomas knew that you didnât meet with Weseluk as ordered,â she continued. âYou would be the one slain.â
âWe were ordered down here.â The robed figure turned his attention to the caged elf who now spoke defiantly. âHow do you think we knew of this place? Oh, and about your traps. They donât work on anyone who has The Sight.â
Anger started to build within Daniel. Anger for the stranger in his sights, anger for himself. Only a few feet away from Robin and he canât protect her. Not anymore. Reflexively, he gripped the bars even tighter.
Shh.. Just follow my lead.
His heart nearly skipped a beat at hearing her voice. He focused his gaze on Robin who stood between he and the stranger. She didnât move one bit and as close as he was to Robin, the stranger was closer still. Surely the stranger must have heard her whisper.
It wasnât a whisper. He heard her clear as day. Just as he felt her fingers now running through his hair, gliding gently through his strands.
What the...?
Iâll explain later. Her voice, clear as day, came upon him.
Robin would have smiled at Danielâs confusion had the situation been any different. It was her fault that they were in this mess. Nay, Balthusâs in truth. It all stemmed from that fiend that still hounded her family. Now her only hope relied on the one thing the man did right.
âExplanations?â she cried out. âExplain yourself. Youâre not supposed to be here. You were ordered to Sarrs.â
The strangerâs eyebrows knit together. What does she know of Sarrs? he pondered.
Robin stood her ground as she again spoke. âYes, we know of Balthus. Why do you think we are here?â She clutched at the spear even tighter, the ring under her gauntlet started to tingle as she became more defiant.
Danny, back me up on this.
In the cage, all Daniel could do was watch and listen as Robin attempted to deter the stranger. And from the strangerâs state of confusion, Robin was doing an awfully good job. In the confines of the cage, Daniel stood up tall.
Good, she thought inwardly. Without turning around, Robin could feel the confidence again building in her childhood friend. She then focused all of her attentions back upon the man in front of her.
Focus... focus... she concentrated. There!
âAnd if Lord Tomas knew that you didnât meet with Weseluk as ordered,â she continued. âYou would be the one slain.â
âWe were ordered down here.â The robed figure turned his attention to the caged elf who now spoke defiantly. âHow do you think we knew of this place? Oh, and about your traps. They donât work on anyone who has The Sight.â