The Druid Wielder

Chapter 24

A knock at the door startled me. The night had gotten away from me. Was it morning already? I sat up a bit sore.

"Get ready and grab your things."

"One moment," I yelled out. After throwing on some proper clothes and grabbing what I needed, I opened the door. It was Carther.

"We are heading into the Ultr Mountains."

"To find Abernan?"

"Yes. We will talk about it on the way, come on."

The other guards were waiting. Were we the last ones? Why hadn't they woke me sooner? It was quite embarrassing. I was positive my hair was still a mess despite it being chopped and shaved like a boy's cut. Ever since it had been cut, little pieces of hair would just stand straight up. Even when I applied some water to it, it would pop right back up. How I wish I still had my long hair.

"The Prince?" Carther asked the others.

"He is finishing a meeting with one of the King's Royal Guards." Nathanael nodded over to Prince Andrion and another who were walking towards us. Carther raised a brow.

"As the King's Royal Guard, it is my duty to make sure nothing brings the King harm. That means you or any assassin. Now is there anything I should know before reporting back?"

"As I said, there is nothing you should worry about. I am well aware of your responsibilities, Sir Akyto, and I have no intention to make things difficult for you, however, I am on a bit of a time restraint so if you could finish your report with my advisor..."

"Now," Prince Andrion gestured to us to depart. "We really must go." My heart froze. Had the Prince just said Akyto? It couldn't be my brother. My brother was still serving under my father when I had left. I pulled my knight's helmet on before falling in line with the rest of the group. I peaked over to where they stood. It really was him. What would he say if he knew it was me under this armor? Or would he be happy to know I was alive? I almost wanted to tell him it was me, just so he wouldn't worry, but doing so would only make him worry more, especially since he was the King's guard now. Did that make Akyto my enemy?

I left him behind once again, hoping that one day I would get the chance to explain everything to him. After all, Akyto had always been there for me. He deserved to know why I left. Hopefully, I would only pass with a minor beating from him, though I am sure that was wishful thinking.

"You think he is handsome don't you?" Nibbs nudged me.

"Who?"

"That Royal Guard."

"What? No!" I scowled under my helmet.

"Ooo she fancies him!" Nibbs squeaked to Ziggs. I took a deep sigh in and out. They were not going to listen to anything I had to say, were they?

"The girls fawn over us too." Ziggs tossed his hair out of his face.

"The only time I've seen a girl fawn over you two is when your mother comes to the palace to drop off freshly baked scones." Eyels smacked Ziggs horse, jerking it forward.

Nibbs and Eyels laughed while Ziggs fumbled around trying to calm the horse. I found myself laughing along with them.

The Prince turned and gave us all a stare

"I received word that there is a new organization of radicals in the area, so keep a lookout. From here on out, everyone get into formation."

We all moved into our assigned areas. Nathanael and Carther took the lead with the Prince behind. I was behind Nibbs and Ziggs, yet ahead of Waryn. Though it was the place the Prince and I had agreed upon, it was a little unsettling knowing Waryn had his eye on me.

The birds chirping were the only changing noise of the forest beside the soft steps of our horses' hooves on the fallen early autumn leaves. It felt like hours of this. It was as if the woods went on forever and even though the woods blocked most of the sun's rays it felt as if we were traveling through the desert. Beads of sweat rolled down my face. I tilted the water canister and sipped the last of my water down. My mouth was parched. Not thinking whether I would get in trouble or not, I took off my helmet. A bit of air brushed over my face. Owin eyed me as my stubby hair took with the wind. Why was it so hot out? Looking around it seemed that none of the others were bothered or even affected by this tremendously high heat. They must be trained to travel in all sorts of weather. I felt my injured shoulder clench up. Gritting my teeth I pretended like it was nothing. Stupid wound. When would it heal?

Waryn let out a directed cough. My eyes caught his gaze. He shook his head at me. Again pain shot from my shoulder. My body hunched over. I gripped it begging for it to go away.

"Emilea?" Owen whispered.

"I'm fine. Really."

"You don't look fine. You are sweating up a storm."

"Is it your shoulder?" Owin asked.

"Perhaps she has a tummy ache," Waryn spoke in a baby voice.

I chose to ignore it. Not because I was mature but because I honestly couldn't even focus on anything but the pain. It seemed to only be getting worse. On top of that, a migraine had seemed to set in. At this point the Prince along with all the others had stopped to see what was going on. Owen was trying to defend me while Waryn argued nothing except that he didn't care.

Their yells echoed through my ears. It was unbearable to listen to.

"Please-" My body suddenly became light. I watched as I left the horse's saddle. The world spun around me and disappeared with a wisp of wind.