The Mystics of the Valley 3 by Robbie Collins

Author:Robbie Collins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Publisher: Gate Way Publishers
Published: 2011-01-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter VII

The Surrender

In the early morn, Uthrn, in company with some of the attendants for The High Queen, knocked upon The High Queen's door. Many guards waited just beyond the bridges, ready to accompany The High Queen to the borderlands. Erthrn would also be joining them.

Looking quite puzzled, Uthrn turned to the attendants, “Are you certain they are in there?"

The attendants nodded, “We know this well. They are in there."

Uthrn knocked harder, “High Queen. It is Uthrn.” She looked again at the attendants again, “Go inside and see if she is yet awake."

They shook their heads, “Oh, no. Not us. She will get angry with us. Do it yourself if it be as important as this."

She frowned, not wanting this task, but opened the door a crack and knocked a little harder. Speaking loudly, she said, “High Queen? Your presence is urgently needed. High Queen?"

Sle'nel’ stirred, hearing the noise. Her head was resting on San'lr'in'thel'ineln's stomach, her body was between The High Queen's legs, and they were fully exposed. The High Queen had taught her the spell for fire, and all the eve she practiced the spell, keeping the cottage overly warm, so no covers had been needed.

"High Queen?"

Sle'nel’ got up, her leg extremely painful and stiff, wrapped a cover around her, and placed one over her lover. She took her walking cane and limped to the door.

Uthrn was glad to see her, “Thank you, Elf. I was afraid to—"

"Afraid of The High Queen, Uthrn? Some warrior you are."

Uthrn nodded, “Most so. You are the only one who is not, Elfin Princess."

"Why are you here, Warrior?"

"The High Queen is needed. There has been a slight mishap."

Sle'nel’ saw that Uthrn looked nervous and upset, “Wait here."

She hobbled back to their bed and lay down beside her Queen, “My Love, Uthrn is here. They have need for you at the borderlands."

She was shaking her gently. Suddenly, The High Queen pulled Sle'nel’ to her, kissing her. It was a kiss of more meaning than a simple ‘good morn'. Sle'nel’ enjoyed it for a moment, then pulled away, “They are at the door awaiting your presence."

San'lr'in'thel'ineln opened her eyes, “Will you come?"

"I have little to do with this affair."

"I would like you with Me if you can ride. How are your wounds, My Desire?"

"Worry not about my wounds. They will heal. I will attend if that be your desire."

San'lr'in'thel'ineln rose and wrapped a cover around her, “I will have the attendants enter. Did Uthrn bring our horses?"

When finally prepared, they walked back across the bridges to where Uthrn, Erthrn, and all the guards now waited. Assuming that she was now leaving to the surrender site, San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ was pleased that one phase of their battle was over.

Thank the Mothers. Now all we face are the most capable Mungardies.

Sle'nel’ had brought along her staff and bow and arrows, hoping neither would be necessary, but knew that something was being withheld from her lover.

As they mounted, The High Queen saw her Healer also waiting for her.

Why is My Healer here?

She bowed her head a little, “Good morn, Healer.

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