Chapter Three
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"How is Nikita doing" Astair asked me while we were walking across the lake. my hand tightened around the rope I had wrapped around his hands. I looked at the midnight cloudy sky. The full moon shinned upon us as I tried to ignore his comments.
"Are you ignoring me ya b***h! " He shouted. I turned around and looked at him dead in the face.
"Shut up ya arse before I slit your f*****g throat! " I sneered. I shoved him a little harder than intended. He fell hard to the mossy forest ground.
"Get up! " I growled loudly. He didn't move. His glossy eyes stared at me. I crouched down to him and that's when I saw the blood...
"No.... " I whispered. I gulped. I was scared to go home but I knew I needed to pull my s**t together and get Astair to my village...
I lifted him up and put his arm around me and huddled my way back home. I hope father doesn't kill me for this.... I gulped as I got closer to the village.
Father was walking towards me. His eyes full of anger and worry.
"What happened?" Father asked. I dropped Astair to the ground.
"I pushed him and he fell on a rock. He kept antagonizing me father." I replied boldly trying not to have fear in my voice....
"You need to get inside Valkyrie... It is not safe anymore for you or for anyone else out here." He whispered in my ear.
"What's going on father?" I asked. Is he mad at me? Did I fail my task? Or is this another test?
"Go inside. I will take of this and your brothers and I will explain what is going on.' Father replied. His eyes worried me. They were full of worry and sorrow.
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