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Forty two

2020-11-10 12:19:00

OREL POV

Boan reported what happened this morning to me as I clenched my fist in anger. I wished that I was there, I would have made sure that the chief would fear my wife anywhere he saw her and I will still make him fear her, he will just have to be stupid enough to confront her where I am. They are always that stupid.

“And nothing else happened?” I asked in a deadly calm voice that didn’t fool anyone to think that I was actually calm

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“You have a pretty amazing life here.” Themis said as her eyes take everything around her while holding her babe close to her chest, I wondered what she saw and did not see, my sight and hers were different now. I saw the wonders and the mundane and none shocked me anymore.“You think.” I snorted as I rose from my throne seat which was slightly smaller than that of my husband, it was very comfy and a guilty pleasure of mine. Whenever I am on it, I don’t feel the insecurity that is crashing around me. “Enough talking, I haven’t seen my godson in a while, hand him over.” “And look, there she goes threatening me for my own son.” Themis jokes as I wrapped my arms around Themis in a hug. “I have missed you.” Themis confessed.“I knew it, I knew that you would miss the way I heap insults on you.” I teased with a laugh as I untangled myself and held Themis so

Legacy: One made out of blood. Forty nine

“Why are we been treated like animals?” The chief of the village roars in anger.“Cause you will soon die like one.” I replied in a soft tone that immediately stopped the murmurs raising from the crowd that was gather, I looked to Elison who was standing beside other commanders with his arms folded like he was barely restraining himself from killing those people in the circle of guards who were tied together and from the looks of it, they have also been roughly handled. That brought a smile to my face which I am sure made me look sinister. “Themis.” The chief barks out my name. I nodded at the warrior who was holding a whip and facing the villagers to prevent them from coming closer to those tied up. Like a flash of lightening, he spun on his heels and crack the whip on the chief back then turn back to face the crowd. Cries of outrage

Legacy: One made out of blood. Forty Eight

My days are plagued with leading and making decisions for the army, my nights are cursed with me dreaming about Orel torture, I wake up screaming and struggling against Elison hold. He took a guard post outside the tent at night while I sleep to protect me not only from my nightmares but from anybody who wanted to harm me too. I was barely hanging on to my sanity. The only reason why I could still function was my unborn child. “Lady Themis, are you listening to me.” Elison voice jarred my consciousness back to my current location, which was listening to what Elison was saying about the commanders we needed to inform that Orel was with the enemy and he isn’t listening to my suggestion of not inviting anybody to contest my rule for the main time. “I am sorry, what did you respond me with?” “I said that it was best they hear the news from us than from other commanders, it will not endear you to them when they learn that you a

Legacy: One made out of blood. Forty seven

I was silent as I watched Dyane touch and prod parts of my body. At first I was not, after she had given me water and I could talk without my throat feeling like a knife was being sharpened at it, I told them as the attack and what happened. Elison left to give orders and spread the news that I was finally awake. Now he is back in the tent, seated beside me as Dyane carry out her examination on me. “What has been happening?” I questioned Elison who looked away.“You need to rest” he finally said when I asked him the question again and it became obvious that I will not leave the issue alone.“I need to know what is going on in my husband camp” I argued.Elison looked torn and when he glanced at Dyane who shook her head not wanting Elison to say anything I added. “Please, it is better I know. If I don’t, my mind will make up situations worse than what is going on.”

Legacy: One made out of blood. Forty six

It’s been close to two hours after we left that I started to feel relaxed and not vigilant about our environment even those Orel had informed me more than a couple of times that our guards were further down the pathway and for anybody to reach us on the small cave where we lay.“Are you sure that I am well protected?” Orel jokes as I laid down beside him when my fears were laid to rest and I could actually relax. “Shut up.” I mumbled as Orel laughs at my grudging accepting voice. “You know that I was always protect you.”“I know.” my whispered answer was a breathe barely heard, I wasn’t expecting Orel to switch the intensity in his tone that way but he did.“Good, now rest.” He ordered, I would have argued but he was right, I needed to rest, I was feeling more tired recently and although I should be worried but I wasn’t, it wasn’t enough to go to Dyane yet and even if it was something ser

Legacy: One made out of blood. Forty five

The next two days, Gwenn was off to Northshore, she and her party were riding as if the hounds of hell was chasing after them, she wanted to be back to us as soon as possible but Orel already made plans of the war without her and she was determined not to allow those plans come to fruition. The attack by Erisea seems to have reduced but I actually knew better than to hope that Erisea will soon wave a flag of surrender. I moved around town under the watchful eyes of my husband warriors and the hateful eyes of my tribe. I tried to shake off the feeling of dread that stabs at my spine, my tribe were harmless. They have no way of fighting against the thousands of warriors to get to me. The warriors who were putting a strain on the land, even with the additional food rations which all parts of Dar usually contribute to the army being directed here, the strain was still noticed. This was not like the army plains where they normally resides, where my husband calls hom

Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty seven

I walked into Gwenn room to see her pouring her annoyance on her possessions by throwing them around. “What is going on here?” I asked her.Gwenn twirled in surprise but when she saw that it was me, a frown was on her face. “None of your business.”

Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty six

Two weeks later and so much work that I could choke on it, no talking to Orel and training on my own, I broke down into tears again as I tried to understand what was in front of me, there was nobody to ask for help, normally I would ask my husband but I have barely seen him

Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty five

I woke up in a mood worst that the one I went to bed with. I was angry and cranky although I suspect that the crankiness was as a result of not sleeping well which was as a result of Orel not being closed to me, two nights in a row and I am already feeling as if someone is g

Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty four

OREL POV This is all my fault, there is no way I could deny this, my future with I was planning with Themis might as well be a mirage because I used my hands to crumble everything that I was building well before. Why didn’t I stay behind yest

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