Elvi

The Bond Calls

The door opened as Llyall, Deimos and Veless walked into the room. Wren watched the men as they filed into the room, flicking between their faces rapidly.

“So, what is it going to be, names or fingers?” asked Rowan dramatically. He grew immediately impatient and reached for a pair of shears sitting on a bench.

“Inna (ee~na) Blackwood” he began eyeing the shears nervously.

“Next” demanded Alarik.

“S-Sorin (sore~in) Light” he stammered as the King snipped the shears several times. “Bastian (bast~ee~an) Wolf.

“Is that all?” asked the King, seemingly uninterested in the boy now.

“Y-Yes.”

“No it isn’t” they all said as one.

“I s-swear” yelled Wren as the King stepped by his side, wrangling in his first finger. “I SWEAR.”

Rowan snipped the boy's left pinky finger off at the highest joi