[ Eleven ] To Escape a Storm

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Stormhaven

"Drøymde mik ein draum i nótt. um silki ok ærlig pell, um hægindi svá djupt ok mjott, um rosemd með engan skell." Zatanna sang the song in her native tongue. One of the many songs by her people. "Ok i drauminom ek leit, sem gegnom ein groman glugg, þá helo feigo mennsko sveit, hver sjon ol sin eiginn ugg."

"What a beautiful song..." the elf said as she was dragged by rope tie to her hands to a moving carriage.

Some months ago, while her brother was on a mission with Azuula, she was betrayed by the Prince she was love and aim to marry and his family. When she set foot in the palace, she was force into cuff and magic bound by High Elves and currently being transported to Summerset. She was forced out of her clothing of princess dresses and into clothing fit for a slave. Her short sliver hair was expose along with her hybrid elf ears.

They knew she was Zatanna and not Astrid. They played the part until they got her to the Imperial City, away from skyrim.

She trip on a rock and fell to the dirt road they rode on. She was weak from lack of food and water. She was left barefooted so her feet was bruised and dry.

"Get up, wetch." the high elf shouted. "You have no power here, princess. Get up."

Zatanna got to her knees and struggle to stand. When he did, she start to walk behind the carriage.

Nine-teen years on the run, nine-teen years the high elves been looking for Zatanna and her brother. Now, she was at their mercy and she had no idea where Zephyr is at. It's been months she heard from him.

Zatanna raised her hand and studied the hand-cuffs around her wrists. It had a glowing aura to it.

"Try not to escape, they will drain out your magic and--

"I know what they are, pixy. I wasn't born yesterday." Zatanna insulted.

Angrying the elf, he was told not to harm Zatanna by any means. She wanted to make them angry, it was her only way for them to lose their focus to open her chances to escape. She knew the land a lot more than she let on, even Summerset where they are turning her. As for the hand-cuffs, they only block off her magic which isn't Zatanna means of fighting.

Elven guards choose to ignore her and turns their back to her. Then she whistle and someone whistle back. They were surrounded by green and orange trees. The guard turn to her, enable their fire and lighting magic, and then a bird sat on her shoulders.

Zatanna raised a brow. "It's a bird."

"She's playing with us." the guard shouted.

Zatanna continue her walk behind the carriage. She called the bird as it was a special breed with great memory and flight. The very bird was a bird with one owner, her personal Knight Sir Jamie Kane. She wanted the bird to gain enough memory to take to Sir Kane. With it's memories, Sir Kane can locate Zatanna.

She only pray, Sir Kane is in a safe place outside the Imperial Palace and on her way to Windhelm where family spread news of the elves kidnapping the Stormcloak Princess.

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Summerset Isle

"The matter before the Council is simple. We are under attack. Six times, in half-as-many weeks. The Twins's rebellion has reached our lands. What mayhems would follow if just one of them go through?" one of the lords said to the Queen Ariel of Summerset.

"Your fear is misplaced. Are we not protected by an army?" the Queen countered.

"Superbly, Milady. However, the Nobles are not. And, as I have pointed out, they are the 'Grass' on which we 'Graze." the same lord continued.

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