Author's Note: I would like to thank everyone who has waited on me to finish this story. I appreciate all the comments that I have received both kind and critical. I would like to add that I have began to go back and revamp the story to add a little more of an adventurous side to it. The additions will help segue to the next novella and sustain the entire series. I will be posting that revised edition in it's' entirety, no waiting for chapters. I have also started the next novella and will be posting its' chapters. Again thank you everyone who has made this journey with Erica and me, we appreciate all of you!
The Ahlissan Chronicles
~ Book I ~
The Midnight Maiden
Chapter 12: The Burning Question
The two young lovers rode across the island for more than an hour talking with Brion asking Eryca many questions about her homeland, what it was like to live on an island, the creatures that swam in the Nyr Dyv also called the Lake of Unknown Depths and about the mysterious lost Isles of Woe rumored to have sank beneath its surface long before the great migrations. Lady Eryca answered all of his questions, excited by his interest in the land she knew and loved. Eventually Brion steered them south of Admundfort and the Earl's fortress toward the southern shores of the island. Finally in the distance, Brion spotted the lonely tree that grew just where the grass began to merge with the sandy shore.
"Do you see that tree in the distance Eryca" Brion said as he pointed it out "let's make our way there and give the horses a rest?"
"I would welcome that Brion, after all riding side saddle is not the most comfortable way to sit atop a horse." She said laughingly, alluding to her discomfort.
They turned their horses in the general direction of the tree making their way there at an even pace. When they were close Brion reined in Armageddon bringing the massive destrier to a halt, he dismounted and then took hold of Druscilla's bridle and held his hand out to help Eryca down. He was about to tie the horses' reins around the tree when Eryca stopped him. He watched as she stroked each horse's head and talked to each of them in the language of the elves.