Strena Road To Roqaur Part Four
Back In The Hay
They looked at the hay.
"I know what you have been through and all I put you through and I am really sorry." He said as he looked down.
He looked at the three posters in his hands.
"It- never mind. Let's just get this over with."
He nodded as his face changed.
"What? Aren't you going to tell him that it's alright? Or something like that?"
She frowned.
"What! Do you want me to lie? I can't say that 'it's alright' because it's not! It isn't alright! It's not been alright since you killed mummy and daddy! It's not alright that you took me from my home! It's not alright that you forced me to lie about my name, it's not alright that you made me into a bounty hunter when I was only six, it's not alright made me kill at the age of seven! It's not alright what that witch did! I'm only twelve and I'm doing things that an adult should do!"
He let out a laugh
"Honestly, I don't know what is going on in that head of yours."
He raised his fist almost as if he was about to hit her. Then his face tensed up and his fist stopped. Then his hand rested on her shoulder. She could feel him shaking as fear entered his eyes. He looked at her for a moment with concern in them but then he looked down and tried to hide his eyes but she caught a glimpse of shame in them.
"Just get in the hay."
"Are you alright?"
"Yes."
She frowned and shook her head.
"Just what's going on in that head of yours?" She asked, getting in the hay. He soon followed. She felt him wrap his arm around her. Suddenly she closed her eyes as she was suddenly afraid that he would hurt her. She felt herself shaking as she felt tears welling up inside her. She wished that she did not say those words, despite how true they were.
"Are you well?"
"Yeah." She lied.
"Alright!"
They soon set off. She felt him stroke her arm. It was somehow gentle and soothing. Despite the dread of him luling her into a false sense of security, she felt herself relax before she could stop herself. Yet he still continued until her mind relaxed. Soon she drifted off to sleep.
In her dream she saw her, this time she recognized who she was, Bounty Hunter Bash. She looked at her.
"Answers are coming."
Then she saw Chashathrophogh next to her. He then walked right up to Strena. She felt her heart increase as she thought that he was about to kill her. Then he extended a hand to her and it came closer and closer. She could feel herself shaking all over as he rested a hand on her head. Then the other one approached her and untied something. Then a red cloth that looked like scales were pulled off her.
Where was that?
He raised his hand and pointed next to her. There, she saw, a younger version of Zaryb and a younger version of her father. He held blood red chains in his hands. He walked up to Zaryb and grabbed his wrist.
"Brother, please no!"
He put the cuffs on him. She followed the cuffs to see that they lead to Wolfox!
"Brother…"
Her eyes opened.
"Are we anywhere near there?"
"Not yet."
Seriously, what is going on?
"Tell him about the dream and challenge him about it's meaning!"
No. Best not.
It seemed like two hours when they slipped out of the hay.
"Is this Roqaur?"
"No."
"Then where are we?"
"Arowrose. We'll be walking from now on."
"Where are we going?"
"Roqaur. That is where he'll be."
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