Alastriona Alternate Ending

"You must go, Abigail. Get away from the road and hide. You must not be seen, you must not be heard. Keep safe, and keep what you hold safe until it can be used to punish those who ... to punish our enemies. We will lead them on as long as we can." Her mother nodded to her, a hint of a fierce smile upon her face. "The fog will come. Use it and the water, and your senses, to take you as far from here as you can. Trust wisely ... more wisely than did your father. Go now, and remember that you, and Collen, and Therese as well ... always have my love."

“The village was overrun by the time I got there, and Teronis seemed to already be on his way there for he joined me mid-charge,” explained Agernath, a hint of sorrow in his voice as he began to process all of the events that had just recently happened.

“Oh how rude of me, my name is Sara but of course even knows me as the flower witch. Would you three like to follow me to my backyard?” Sara asked while walking that way.

“It is that bad here.” Lushanya said. Lushanya and I walked to the middle of the meadow and sat down, Henry shook his head but

Sliding to a stop Amadahy turned back and yelled to the group, “Take care of her. Oh, and keep Adsila away from all of this, make sure she doesn’t follow me!”

She gets around them and manages to mount her horse. She encourages the horse to move, and soon they are sprinting down the street. She could hear the faint sounds of explosions and screams behind her. Whipping out her map, she finds a random route to follow. She pushes forward and ignores the chaos behind her. The trees become thicker around

"Your life continues because you have been spared the mines. You are given food and shelter in exchange for laurels in the arena. Do not forget that. And do not raise your weapon to any of the men in jest. One day you could be fighting with him at your back, to find your only ally would see you dead just as readily as your opponent," Livia coldly reminded him. Her cheeks were a bit flushed from anger though it could easily be dismissed as the heat of the morning sun, or the honeyed wine she drank from in a polished

Dillan and Rory stepped aside as both Una and Faye rushed Audra. It felt like the old days when they were young and more carefree, when they’d spent long hours reading, riding, and frolicking around the castle gardens. Audra found herself missing Travana, for she had been a beloved part of the group of four friends, but Audra still relished this moment of reunification.

King Athaulf scowled on his throne. There was still no sign of where Harktown could be. This was the only reason that vermin village was still in working order. The village was never where it was, they’ve been a thorn in his side for longer than he could remember. His adviser snapped him back into reality.

With that she turned and fled from the tent. She could hear Aponi’s feet hit the ground as she chased after her. “Slow down, Aiyana! You know I am not as fast as you.”

“Hmm…” Lisha turned her head toward the canyon. “Hmph” She turned away and caught up with her group.

Oh, minding his business Tybalt was but from a very early age Yuliya fell in the category of things he had to take care of. Little sisters cousins were to be treasured dearly, he had once said, and while Yuliya could object that she was no longer little and thus he could let the duty fall to someone else, someone of Yuliya’s choosing, she doubted he would hear any of this.

“Oh, my child. I would never hurt innocent children.” She thought for a moment. “In two weeks time, I want you to take all of the children to the Sacred Tree in the middle of the forest. When you get there, the Great Dragon will let you in and protect you, but you have to be in there by midnight if you want to be safe. Do you understand?” Aldegonde nodded, then ran off.

It took very long, but by sunset, she recognized her farm and her fields. But it had been destroyed. The fields looked as if they had erupted, and her animals were missing. But her house was the saddest . . . it was gone. All her belongings were scattered everywhere.

“Why the inquiry Fenris? I had told you, and my word is always the truth in cases like Oriana, she is now a servant at my home, never a slave.” Taking a sip of her ale while seeing her hand with two angels, one knight, one song and a dagger in hand.