Hunted (Free Story)

Chapter 2

Sol's Pov

The blood hounds, she could hear their growling and barking as they rushed after her. She quickly turned and sprinted into the woods. She hoped the blood hounds wouldn't follow her into Hell's Forest, it was thought to have beasts and monsters that would kill anything that moved. 

                                                            (Back to the present)

Killian's Pov

    Killian stalked down the stairs, expecting to see his sister either in shackles or dead at his feet. When he reached the gate he beckoned over a young page "Where is my sister" he demanded. The boy looked terrified and muttered something unintelligible. "What boy! Speak up!" he hissed. " um, well, uh, sir, i-i'm afraid that... um, the dogs lost her at the stream... she swam underwater, and the dogs lost her scent... your majesty."  "WHAT!??!!" Killian shoved past the trembling boy and rushed to the stables. He saw Brock and hissed " Is what that stupid page said true?" Brock stiffened and replied "unfortunately my lord, no one knew she could swim... women aren't supposed to know how..." "You will put all of your forces to finding her, try not to kill her on sight, I would like to find out what she knows and what she has told those rebels." Killian growled. "Yes my lord." Brock intoned.

Sol's Pov

    Sol stole quietly through the peasant towns of Helandria. She had swiped a cloak off of a cart, but felt bad and dropped a coin where the cloak had been. She knew she had to get out of Helandria and hoped to get to Salriane by the end of the next month. She had been looking for a place to stay the night but her hunt hadn't proven to be sucessful. After walking another hour she saw a sleazy inn that she decided would be better than sleeping on a tree, and hurried inside. A large old man with a beer belly and a disgusting scraggly beard was at the front of the building, he smiled at her and she cringed when she saw he had maybe three teeth and they were all rotten. "whatcha doing sweets" he said, smiling at her again. She glared at him and muttered "just a room for the night" "Three silvers" he hissed. "No, this is barely worth half a bronze" she hissed back. "You better be glad you're so pretty lassie or i'd gut ya where ya stand. I'll take one silver and one bronze" he growled. "Fine" Sol huffed and handed him the coins. 

    The old man, his name was Daris as he had told her after he had gleefully taken her money. He showed her up to her room and informed her it would be another bronze coin if she wanted any food. She glared at him and slammed the door, a bit irritated she would have to go to sleep on an empty stomach. Sol glanced at the pillow on the bed and chucked it on the floor once seeing it was brown and seemed to have bugs living in it and promptly decided to sleep on her cloak.