The Path Of Peace by Mike Shelton

Author:Mike Shelton [Shelton, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy
Published: 2016-08-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

CHRISTINE

Christine awoke but kept her eyes closed so as not to alert her captors. She sent out her mind to try and find Lightning but sensed nothing. That had happened more often of late, and she was becoming worried that the companion she'd had for the past two years would soon leave her altogether. Maybe it was because she wasn’t a wizard.

The queen of the Realm laid on soft blankets and caught the sound of distant voices. She guessed it was afternoon by the strength of the sun through her closed eyelids. Her head throbbed, and her stomach felt nauseous again.

Opening her lids lightly and turning her head, she ascertained she was alone in the room for the moment. The walls held a cream-colored plaster with pleasant art hanging in organized fashion around the room. The bed sat high up off the floor with lavish quilts covering its frame. High class abductors, she surmised.

Her mind cleared, and she started to remember fragments of the last few days. After Lighting had left her at Sur, the men in black gagged her and placed a dark sack over her head. They had ridden fast and far before stopping that night. She’d been allowed to eat and relieve herself on the way but not speak. That first night they stayed in a barn, and she had not slept well.

The next day, they covered her head again and rode through the day. At one time she’d heard a struggle and found herself being carried off the horse and told to remain silent. Although they dressed like men from Arc when they took her, they were definitely from further south. The few words they used and the food they brought along signaled them as being from Gildan. She was not well-versed in either culture, but she knew they were not heading through the pass to Arc, most likely south to Gildan.

The door opened, and a young man came in. His light brown face, dark hair, and slightly upturned eyes set him as Gildan before he even spoke.

“Would you like some food?” His accent was heavy but understandable.

“Just some water,” she said. Thinking of food made her stomach roil.

The young man returned a few minutes later with a cool glass of water.

“Where am I?” she asked, knowing she probably wouldn’t get an answer.

As expected, the young man stayed silent and then took back the glass when it was empty.

He left, and she laid back down. They must have arrived here, wherever here was, the prior evening. It was dark when they ushered her into the room. Looking down, she noticed she still wore her riding clothes from many days previous.

She stood and took a few minutes for her shaky legs to stabilize. Walking over to a small window, she peered outside. Her captors had brought her to a large complex on a hill. She had the view of a city, a very large one, one that went as far as she could see. The famed white-domed roofs told her where she had been taken.

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