She ran her fingers through her hair. I could see the confusion on her face.
“We have to. You could lose your leg since we don’t know what caused the swelling.”
She stood up and gave me her hand to help me up. Then she helped me walk to the horse.
“We need to get to the city.” She said as she helped me climb the horse. “We might find a doctor there.”
Getting on the horse herself we rode into the city. On the way, Klara bought us some food and asked some locals where we could find a physician.
“You will find a little white cottage around the second corner to the left. There lives an old man called Robert. He might help you.” An old woman told us.
“Thank you.” Klara said and we moved on to find doctor Robert.
Abruptly Klara stopped and turned her horse.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“My brother’s men.” She whispered and the began to ride as fast as lighting.
“Oh god…” I held onto her and shut my eyes tightly.
I could hear the sound of galloping horses behind us. They were getting closer by each time.
Klara sped up even more and I gasped as the air whipped my face with such force. I didn’t have enough strength to hold onto her especially when the dizziness was coming back and my stomach threatened to hurl.
“What are you doing? Hold on!” I heard Klara shout but before I knew I was falling until I hit something hard and groaned in pain.
“Really?!” Klara said irritation in her voice as I felt her grab my arms and help me stand up.
“Stop being so weak.”
Weak? I hadn’t had enough sleep or food for days and my whole body was aching with pain.
I grabbed onto her until the spinning stopped and I was looking into her crystal blue eyes.
She frowned. “Are you alright?”
I nodded.
“Well, you won’t be alright for long.” She said looking around.
We were surrounded by soldiers in blue.
“Your Highness.” One of them spoke coming forward. A higher rank soldier from the batch on his arm.
“Sergeant Jonathan. I don’t want to fight you so take your men and go back.” Klara ordered.
“I don’t want to fight you either Your highness so please come with us. His majesty is worried.”
“I am not coming with you.”
“Then I have no choice but to force you.” Jonathan said.
Klara placed herself in front of me and took her sword out. Jonathan took his sword out as well and stood in the middle of the ring created by the soldiers. Lord, why could we never get a rest?
Klara walked to the middle of the circle and began to fight Jonathan. I knew she was a skilled fighter but she seemed to have a hard time defeating him. Maybe she was tired, hungry or was she maybe hurt?
She had to be because she had killed several men alone back then.
Jonathan knocked the sword our of Klara’s hand.
“You have lost. Remember I was the one who trained you.” He said.
Klara was panting as she shook her head. “I am not coming with you.”
Jonathan ignored her words and nodded toward the soldiers. “Bring them both.”
The soldiers began to move toward me and Klara. Callum was right. There was no way out and sooner or later we would all die. If these men took me back to Rasmus he would kill me without hesitation for escaping.
Two soldiers grabbed Klara’s arms and were about to drag her when they fell to the ground. Soon after the other soldiers fell to the ground as well.
Klara and I looked at the bodies on the ground with confusion then at each other.
“What happened?” I asked appalled by the situation.
Crouching, Klara shook Jonathan’s body lightly. “Sergeant Jonathan?” But he still lay unmoving on the ground.
“Is he dead?”
“I hope not.” She said as she pressed her fingers on his wrist.
“Don’t worry. He is just taking a nap.” A familiar voice spoke.
Turning my head to where the voice came from I found Irene walking toward us wearing a red cloak with a white dress underneath. She looked beautiful as usual.
“Irene? How… what… what are you doing here?”
“Do you know her?” Klara looked at Irene suspiciously as she stood up.
“How did you find me?” I asked Irene.
“Magic my dear.” She smiled as she walked closer.
“What did you do to my men?” Klara interrupted.
“I just put them to sleep.” Irene stated simply then turned her gaze back to me. “What happened to you?”
I knew what she meant. I was wearing torn clothes and had mud all over my face and body.
“Nothing much just hurt my leg.” I said lifting my dress up slightly, showing my swollen leg.
“Oh dear.” She said taking a closer look. “This is awful. You must be in a lot of pain.”
If she only knew.
“We need to take care of this.” She said.
“First we need to get away from here.” Klara spoke looking around for more threat.
“Yes, right. Let me fix that.”
Irene raised her hands in the air and closed her eyes. She began to hum words in some unknown language as the wind slowly began to blow wildly causing me to almost lose my balance.
Klara stood with her arms crossed, looking unfazed by the whole situation until a black iron gate appeared out of nowhere. The gate opened with a creaking sound and Kara and I looked wide-eyed at each other.
Irene turned to us. “Let’s go.” she said.
Klara looked at Irene skeptically then turned to me.
“We can trust her.” I assured.
Klara raised one brow. “She is a witch.”
“She is a friend.”
Klara still looked skeptical but she didn’t argue.
“Shall we?” Irene gestured toward the gate.
“Where will this take us?” Klara asked.
“Somewhere safe. My home. You don’t have to come if you don’t want to and if you do just follow me.”
She said then turning around she entered the gate.