Moryan heard the frantic shouts for a wizard, and looked around for the Red Lion known as Earandil, hoping to find him.


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Mithiel came upon the battle hard and fast. It appeared that the majority of the fighting was over but there were still a few skirmishes here and there. The familiar cloaks of the Red Lions were seen across the field. He vaulted from his horse and took off to find Carrington.


Then he saw him. Standing with Moryan. He also saw his the familiar figure of his brother, Arguyle MacFadden, running into the burning building being followed closely by a young man he had not seen before. He did however recognize the emblem the man wore and knew him to be of St. Crispin's League.


Then he saw her. A young lass with flowing hair. A bit disshelved by the whole ordeal but he know her as soon as he laid eyes upon her. He had waited for this day for many, many years. He sprinted to her. Standing with Moryan and Carrington. Holding her was another young man that Mithiel did not recognize but he guessed him to be the young man Arguyle had written him about.


The old highlander came close and said, "Ravyin? Dat ye? Tis I, Mithiel, yer father." A single tear falling down his cheek.

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As Mithiel was speaking he saw the young man that had followed Arguyle inside burst out shouting for a wizard.


"Lad! What's going on? Where's Arguyle and that wench D'Vena?" asked the Armsman.

Crispian stared at the older man for a second, mind still racing. "Arguyle's inside, sir, and I need a wizard! D'Vena's barricade a door behind her."


The whole mileu suddenly hit him, the fire, the smoke, the screaming, the fighting; he thought back to Blackheath village, his childhood home. That last day, the last day he was a boy, what, six years ago? The dead, the burning, Ellena lying there...he shook his head.


"Where can I find a blasted Wizard?" he snapped.

 

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Mithiel thought back to the days of his youth as an armsman. The days he spent in this very house with D'Vena. The he remembered it. There was a passage. One that she did not tell anyone about. One that the two of them would use to meet late at night.


Mithiel grabbed Crispian and turned him to face him, "Get some men. I know where D'Vena is headed!"


Then Mithiel took off at a dead sprint around the back of the house and down through a garden filled with tall plants. He arrived at a small burrough in the ground. Built into the side of the burrough was a wooden door.


Suddenly the door swung open and out stepped Jaelyn D'Vena and for the first time in 17 years he looked into the eyes of the woman that still haunted his dreams.

Ravyin gazed upon the man that was her father, and her eyes blinked in the searing heat and smoke. She was still dazed, still numb from the tumultuous moments in the house, the sermon.. And Drayton was there, holding her close, whispering tenderly in her ear that he would take care of her, forever. She was his angel, his light, his wife.


Then suddenly, Mithiel turned, bolting for the back of the house with guards in tow, screaming something about her mother.


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Jaelyan opened the hidden passage, stepped into the light and ran straight into the highlander,... Mithiel.


With the fierceness of a cat she lunged at him, fingernails raking down his cheek and drawing blood. Screeching she evaded his grasp and ran towards the back of the estate, seeking escape in the family cemetary.

Mithiel reached for his face and felt the sting of open flesh. He could feel the blood on his hands and cursed D'Vena and those long arse fingernails. Then he set off into the cemetary after her.


"Jaelyn! Come back here woman!" called the Armsman as he ran behind tombstones and crypts.


He paused at each crypt checking the doors to see if any were open but all were locked. As he ran he caught a glimpse of something moving out of the corner of his eye. He ran to the spot and there crouched behind a tree he found Jaeylen. Winded and frantic she looked at him. Terror and fury in her eyes.


"Come on Jaelyn. There be no escape fer ye this time. Listen, the guards be comin' now." said Mithiel. The sounds of soldiers could be heard moving through the cemetary.

Having failed to find a wizard, Crispian ran back into the build, followed by four burly guards carrying part of a fallen column. Dodging through the blazing building, he made his way back to Arguyle.


"At the door, men! It can't be harder than a Midgard gate!"

 

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"Jaelyn, it's over. Now come on lass. Don't make it worse on yerself than it already is." said Mithiel.


He reached down and grabbed Jaelyn D'Vena by her wrist and lifted her to her feet. As he turned to walk her out of the cemetary they were met by nearly 30 soldiers. Some wearing the cloak of the Red Lions and some of the King's Guard. He recognized the man wearing the badge of a Lieutenant in the King's Guard and handed his prisoner over to him.


"Jonathan, this is the Lady Jaelyn D'Vena. She is under arrest by the King's order. I now turn her over to your custody." said the Armsman.


Then he took off at a sprint to the front of the house to find his daughter and brother.