Sir Osis
“I made the decision to journey with the party your daughter was with, and it is with a heavy heart I must inform you that the caravan was attacked. I alone have escaped with life and freedom.”
A spear ran through the hearts of Lord and Lady, and all Lord Feithid could do was mutter. “I can’t believe I let her do that. I should have…Is she alive?”
“It is my belief, yes. We were attacked along the road, and those who were not killed were taken hostage.”
“How long ago was that!? She could be halfway to Africa by now! Or Sweden!” Lady Feithid demanded.
“It has been but a night, if you send a search in the area it was in, perhaps it will not be too late.”
“Boy!”
The guard looked around before coming to attention. “Have you no ears, boy! Organize a search team at once! If so much as a dandelion is not uprooted in that forest, I’ll have your hide as my cloak!”
“Yes, my lady!” the guard high-tailed it back to the castle, and Lady Feithid turned to her husband.
“We’ll send word to every house in the land and have men watching every port. The sun will freeze before gets away with a child of ours,” she assured he husband.
“Lady—”
“Sir Odin or whatever heathen name you have, thank you, but this cannot wait.”
The both rushed past Sir Osis to get to the castle, and he was left with no company but the young grass. After some time, a servant came and told him that he may stay a night.
The next day, Sir Osis took his horse and set forth along the road.
This time, he was going home.
A spear ran through the hearts of Lord and Lady, and all Lord Feithid could do was mutter. “I can’t believe I let her do that. I should have…Is she alive?”
“It is my belief, yes. We were attacked along the road, and those who were not killed were taken hostage.”
“How long ago was that!? She could be halfway to Africa by now! Or Sweden!” Lady Feithid demanded.
“It has been but a night, if you send a search in the area it was in, perhaps it will not be too late.”
“Boy!”
The guard looked around before coming to attention. “Have you no ears, boy! Organize a search team at once! If so much as a dandelion is not uprooted in that forest, I’ll have your hide as my cloak!”
“Yes, my lady!” the guard high-tailed it back to the castle, and Lady Feithid turned to her husband.
“We’ll send word to every house in the land and have men watching every port. The sun will freeze before gets away with a child of ours,” she assured he husband.
“Lady—”
“Sir Odin or whatever heathen name you have, thank you, but this cannot wait.”
The both rushed past Sir Osis to get to the castle, and he was left with no company but the young grass. After some time, a servant came and told him that he may stay a night.
The next day, Sir Osis took his horse and set forth along the road.
This time, he was going home.
