Hngh… ugh.. where.. am I?
I opened my eyes to find my arms and legs tied. I observed my surroundings and found I was in a rather lush part of the forest.
'Are you Prince Lucian?'
Before I knew it, an elf was right in front of me and was pointing a dagger to my face.
'Yes, I am Prince Lucian, and who might you be?'
'I am Anastasia, of Eldenwyld.'
'Well, Anastasia of Eldenwyld, may I ask why you have kidnapped me?'
'I apologise, we never meant to harm you or the sort, we have heard about you and needed your help.'
Needed my help? So I was right, they did have a problem.
'Our clan is having problems settling, our old forest was destroyed by an enemy kingdom and we had to move out of haste, but we still couldn't find anywhere to settle, before that is, so we had moved here.'
She walked behind me and, using her dagger, untied me from the ropes.
'What does moving into the forest of Gwendolyn have to do with this? This forest is not apart of the kingdom.'
'That is not a problem, the problem is that we need your protection, Prince Lucian.'
'Is there an enemy after you?'
'Yes Prince Lucian. As I have told you, Eldenwyld was destroyed, forcing us to move. My spies have found that the reason for the destruction of our home was because the kingdom wanted our kind extinct.'
'May I ask, which kingdom had destroyed your home?'
'It was the Ironbane kingdom.'
The Ironbane kingdom?! Drat, what can I do about them…
'I… am not sure about what to do against them, for they are also an enemy towards Luxemore. However, I can only try to keep your clan safe.'
'Prince Lucian, forgive my harsh words, but that won't cut it.'
I know, I am not even sure if the Imperial Court will allow me to protect you..
'Anastasia, I know your intentions, and I do wish to protect you, however I will have to bring this case to my court.'
'Prince Lucian, that is fine, I just wish for your protection.'
I must find a way to convince the Imperial Court to allow us to protect the elves.
'May I observe how it is like in Gwendolyn Forest ? I wish to see how your clan has adapted and what I can do to help you.'
'Very well, Prince Lucian.'
We continued walking for a lengthy amount of time before arriving at the elves camp.
If I'm going to be fairly honest, I would've thought they had lived there for an entire century.
'Excuse me… are you Prince Lucian…?'
I glanced beneath me to see a young elf who gave me a surprise.
'Hello there,'
I kneeled down to get into reach of the small boy.
'Yes, I am Prince Lucian, who may you be?'
'M-my name is Elarion…'
'Elarion… your mother named you perfectly.'
'You know what it means…?'
'Ofcourse I do, I can't let myself be uneducated about anything.'
'Prince Lucian… will you please help us with our situation… my mother is sick and can't get up…'
'Sick? What sickness does she have?'
'Most of our clan have been affected by an illness.'
I looked at Anastasia, she seemed to be frustrated about the topic, and had clenched her fist to control her temper.
'…I know a doctor, he went with me to the forest. He might be of help.'
'Our healers have tried but nothing has worked, I don't think a doctor of Luxemore will be of any help.'
'It is worth a try.'
'…Very well, my warriors and I shall accompany you to your camp.'
'Are you implying I lead the way?'
'No, Ofcourse not..!'
I can tell she is lying, she's sweating and avoiding eye contact.
'Just bring the one who kidnapped me, they most likely will know the way.'
And so we left the elves camp and headed towards ours.