Chapter 3.
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Eirik had watched as Liliana walked away into the woods. He sighed. She was right. Her story was hard to believe but clearly she was upset after telling it. She also looked like she had become paler. A few minutes passed and Eirik and his men had finished eating. The men had started to clean up and Liliana still had not returned. Eirik got up from where he was sitting and headed in the direction that he had seen Liliana go in.
It was not long before he saw her. She had stopped and was looking at something or it was more like someone. The person was wearing a hooded black cloak. Their frame was on the thinner side and petite. Their figure also matched that of a woman. "Excuse me? What are you..." Liliana called out. The figure turned to look at the girl, the hood covering their face. Liliana reached out but the hooded figure ran in the opposite direction and Liliana took off after them. Eirik ran after them as well, only to stop a few seconds later. Liliana had stopped and had her hand on a nearby tree and she was breathing hard. "Liliana!!!" He yelled out.
Liliana had quickly turned around to see who had called to her only for her eyes to close and her body began to fall. Eirik rushed over and wrapped his arms around her before her body hit the ground. Her face was flushed and she was burning up. "Liliana stay with me. Ælfnoð I need help." He yelled. Ælfnoð and several of the men came running with weapons ready for a fight, only to see Eirik cradling Liliana in his arms. "Her fever is back and she may have reopened her wound." Ælfnoð sighed. "Bring her to the tent and I will get some water and fresh bandages your highness."
Eirik got up, cradling Liliana and walked back to camp. He entered the tent and placed Liliana on the cot. Ælfnoð returned shortly with a bowl of water and clean bandages. Eirik grabbed a rag and dipped it in the bowl of water and placed it on Liliana's forehead while Ælfnoð began looking at the wound on her shoulder. "Sorry Sire, I need to cut the sleeve of this shirt. to get access to her wound once more." Eirik just nodded.
Ælfnoð cut open the sleeve at the shoulder and took off the old dressing. He proceeded to clean the wound once more and bandage it up. "I will have one of the men make some broth for the girl for when she wakes up. Just please make sure she does not leave this tent again. She won't get any better if she keeps exerting herself like she just did." Eirik just nodded as Ælfnoð left the tent.
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Liliana was dressed in an all-white dress with long sleeves, her blond hair was messy and riddled with leaves and sticks. She was running through the forest and the leaves were crunching under the feet of the person that was chasing her. She dodged around trees and dived through bushes trying to get away from her pursuer. Suddenly, a tree's root lifted from the dirt and grabbed her leg making her fall. She quickly rolls on her back only to see Mr. Anderson pointing a gun straight at her. "You think you can get away from me, I will always find you and I will kill you." He pulls the trigger and then everything goes back.
There is no forest, just pitch black, nothing. Suddenly, there was a voice that came as a whisper. The voice echoing with every word.
"Who is she?"
~ Who is she?
"Was she the one that was summoned?"
~Was she the one that was summoned?
"She does not look like much"
~She does not look like much
"Say her name"
~Say her name.
"Liliana"
~Liliana
"Liliana"
~Liliana
"Liliana!!!!!"
Liliana sat up with a start. She looked around and realized that she was in the tent once more. What had happened? Was that all a dream? It felt so real. The words still echoed in her head. She looked around again, trying to figure out what time it was. It looked like it was night due to the tent being dark except for a candle that had been lit. There was a bowl sitting next to it and it had a rag daggling off the edge.
As Liliana got her bearings she suddenly heard noise outside. There was clanging of metal and shouting. She slowly got up and made her way to the tent flap. When she lifted it up there were men fighting. Both Eirik's men and then men who looked like the two men that had been killed when she first arrived in this world were fighting. She slowly backed away from the opening when a hand clamped over her mouth. She began to struggle. "Shhhh stop struggling, it's Eirik." Liliana stopped struggling and Eirik let go of her.
"What is going on?" She said in a whisper. "Aldrics men. They ambushed us. I need to get you out of here. You were out for two days and you still have a fever. It's not safe for you." Eirik picked Liliana up bridal style, Liliana protesting the entire time, and ran out of the tent dodging swords and arrows. "Ælfnoð get her out of here." Ælfnoð came riding on a brown and white skewbald horse. Eirik passed Liliana up to him and he was about to walk away when Liliana grabbed his hand. "Don't leave me please." Eirik pulled his hand away from hers and began to walk away. "I will be right behind you." He says with a smile as he draws his sword and joins the fight. Ælfnoð begins to gallop away. Liliana's hand was still outreached grasping at nothing. "Eirik!!!!!" The camp sight faded out of sight and so did the sound.
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