The Nomadic

Chapter 5

Unknown P.O.V

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It was mid-day and I had just got done hunting this wild boar that I've been tracking for the past week. As I made my way back to my camp, I found an apple tree and I couldn't help but pick them and place them in my makeshift bag to eat another day. The boar what currently rotating over the fire, It was nearly done. Only a couple more hours and I could finally dig in. My mouth watered at the thought and my taste buds were waiting for the tastes to burst in my mouth.

I was currently in a hut that I made a week and a half ago. It was at the edge of a small clearing. The grass in the clearing was dry and wilted, almost dead looking, The tall ancient trees were dark and was beginning to grow leaves, for it was the very end of winter. It was cool out but It wasn't so cold that I had to wear layers of clothing.

The hut I was taking shelter in, I made it it if straw and mud and right in the middle of the hut was a tree that kept it stable. I was inside, leaning against the tree comfortably and let out a small sigh. The hut was filled with the very little belongings that I managed to steal back. Mainly emergency supplies, some clothing, my sword I took back and the Headdress Of Mating that My father gave me a couple years back.

Headdress Of Mating was for when you find a mate. It was like a offering of a sort. You make it with the finest materials you can gather and craft it Into a Unique and Beautiful Headdress. The one I had was handed down from my Fathers father. The headdress was made of the finest feathers, Dreaded beasts hair of the finest quality, Shells imported from the farthest part of the world, Hand crafted feathers made of wax and at the center of the flowers and feathers were the purest opal and pearls in my kingdom. The bigger the head dress was, the wealthier the male was. Mine was the biggest and most expensive of all the kingdom, It was basically priceless.

After a certain age in my country, a man is supposed to find a mate and have a marriage ceremony to be bonded with for eternity. And that what I was doing a year and a half ago. All the princesses of the other kingdoms had already found their prince. After not bring able to find a ordinary woman that I liked in my hometown, I was forced to leave my kingdom with Fifty of my best soldiers to find a peasant bride from a neighboring kingdom. But after two month into the journey we accidentally crossed enemy territory and my men were killed and I was taken hostage. The king kept me prisoner in his dungeon for over a year. As I was being held prisoner, I continue to hear gossip about how my father was looking for me and how my kingdom were about to go to war with the one I was currently trapped in. That's when I began planning my escape, but no matter what I did I couldn't come up with a good strategy.

One day, out of pure luck, When the head guard was escorting me to the washing chambers so that I could bathe and relive myself, he had closed the big wooden door behind me. He put the key into the door and right when was was going to to turn the key to lock it, a big ruckus of what sounded like the newly recruited guards they brought in last week, came running down the the stone staircase. I couldn't stop my shackle clad feet from shuffling it's way to the door, I leaned in and placed my ear against the door. I could barely hear them through the thick old door.

Out from the crowd of frighted brisk speaking soldiers, I could hear the leader of the group stammering over his words about how the castle they captured a spy sneaking around that was from my kingdom and how there there other spies in combat with the soldiers upstairs as we speak. He also mentioned how the king ordered to head guard to get things under control. After the young man spoke of the order of the king, he forgot about me. How do I know that he forgot? He forgot to lock the door as he began yelling orders, I could hear the sounds of hurried feet retreating. I waited a couple of minutes before I made my escape, I managed to find my sword and a couple of things before escaping through the sewer unnoticed.

And here I am now a couple of months later. My eyes wandered down to my red blistered ankles where my shackles used to be and I made a face. I was tired. I never got the chance to get a decent amount of rest in the past week. I knew I only had a couple of hours left until it would be dusk but I couldn't keep my tired eyes open any longer.

Thonk!

Something small yet hard smacked right against my temple and fell onto my lap.

I looked down to see a very small humanoid with wings. She sat up to a sitting position began shaking her head, making her dark, short kinky hair fly all over the place. she stopped shaking her head and by the looks of it, she was dizzy. As the light came in through my shelter, it softly rested on her skin making her lightly roasted skin sparkle just the slightest bit. The coconut colored dress she had on was elegant and wispy, the pattern and texture reminded me of bark of an tree. she wore matching colored foot wraps on her tiny feet. Her Cicada like wings resembled old bark. I'm guessing she is some type of sprite?

The sprite began to stand and take in her surroundings and when her soft eyes landed on me she lets out a loud gasp and ran up to me, tugging on the hem of my ragged tunic desperately.

"Meine freundin braucht Ihre hilfe! Bitte folgen Sie mir!" Her small voice rang out.

My brow furrowed. What type of language?..

"Es gibt keine Zeit zu erklären! Wenn Sie mir nicht folgen jetzt wird sie sterben!" Her soft face turned to one of annoyance. She flew up and landed on my head. She began pulling my hair and hitting her fist into my horns.

"Du dummes mannchen! aufstehen oder ich werde den Boden auf dem du gehst verfluchen!" She screamed.

I was beginning to become agitated With this tiny woman. she was getting and screaming at me in a language that I did not understand. It was obvious she wanted something from me but where I was raised, you had to be polite and proper and not hostile and loud. I wanted to swat her away like a fly but i'm against violence against women, even female sprites.

"Okay, okay i'm up.." I grumbled rolling up to my feet.

"Ich denke, du bist nicht so dumm, wie ich dachte. Ist auf dieser Weise, so wenden Sie doch bitte beeilen Sie sich!" She flew down to my shoulder and pointed to the south.

I just hope she is not sending me to my death or worse. but I had a strange feeling that she is trustworthy. As soon as I was about to take my first step I hear a familiar sound.

Brrrrrunnnng!

Was..was that someone sounding the horn of gathering? I think it was female from how low the tune was.

This was my chance.

I began to sprint forward, following the sound, coincidentally, were the sprite pointed at.

I was elated. Even know I did wanted a Wealthy or Royal bride, I think a peasant bride will be just fine too. Some times a royal or Wealthy person may just marry another to gain more money or power, because of greed. I suppose a poor bride would do the same too, I hope not in my case, but I feel like some can be trust worthy and genuine. Perhaps beneficial to the kingdom because they used to be a commoner and they would know what the kingdom needs to improve on, especially for the common folk. I just hope she wasn't a wild nomad. a savage...

A shiver ran it's way down my spine just thinking about it.

I need to find her before it's too late

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Time felt like it was going slow but I could feel my body telling me I'm getting somewhere. My heart was beating wildly and a thick coat of sweat covered my body from from running for such a long period of time.

The sprite that was still on my head was strangely quiet. I wonder if she was sleep?

The sun was beginning to set and that worried me. When it's dark thats when things go mad and I didn't want to be apart of it. I need to be quick!

When my ultra sensitive ears heard the horn it sounded a couple miles away. Now, I've been traveling for about four miles and I could feel on my gut that I was close.

My ears picked up the sound of what sounded like a bubbling stream. My throat was sticking together from dehydration. I didn't hesitate walking through the bushes. But what I saw stopped me on my tracks.

A small injured woman with wild hair and vivid blue eyes was beside the stream. She looked like she was a wild woman...a beautiful nomadic woman at that.

Suddenly the sprite lunged off my head and landed on the woman's head, checking her head injury. They seem like they've already met.

Thats when I saw the horn of gathering in the wild woman's hand that pulled everything together. The sprite was leading me to her friend and the horn was for a emergency mating.

My eyes grew wide. My eyes met the wild woman's bright ones.

She wanted some one to Mate with her so they could be paired and she can be saved.

Should I take her offering or take her out of her misery?

God, knows I'm a peace lover and would never hurt a fly. Even though she is a nomad.

I took a step forward, ready to help my new mate.

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(edited but not perfect 9/4/17)