Chapter 35 (1/2)

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at 8th of April 2019 12:51:06 PM

Chapter 35

Stella was deep asleep . She was dreaming of running through the forest, chasing a man on horseback . He was trespa.s.sing in her forest, and he knew it . The only suitable punishment for his crime was death .

She woke suddenly, kind of foggy, but hearing murmuring that she knew wasn't normal . Just as she arrived at his bedside, Joseph woke up screaming .

”Joseph! It's okay! I'm here! Please wake up!” begged Stella, as she held him, looking terrified . He was soaked to the bone, with his eyes wide open, but not seeing anything, screaming like someone was torturing him . She would know, she had done it before as Sylva .

He clung to her like he was dying . She stiffened as he sobbed on her chest . Before she could try and reposition him, he was suddenly gagging . Letting go of her, he jumped out the carriage door . He threw up until he was dry heaving and then pa.s.sed out . Stella stood stunned for only a moment, as she became aware of a peculiar smell on the breeze .

As the guards woke from a slumber, probably induced by this smell, they rushed about trying to find out what the problem was . Stella jumped from the carriage, and grabbed Joseph under the arms . Dragging his still body back into the carriage took everything she had, but thankfully, some of her exercises were paying off .

Tucking him safely underneath his bed, propped up with blankets and pillows, to ensure if he threw up any more, he wouldn't choke, she grabbed her kitchen knife from under her pillow .

There were shouts of intruders, and she knew that a.s.sa.s.sins were around . There was no way she was going to let anyone harm her Joseph .

As a shadow moved slightly, she threw her blade, and took off running in its direction . The knife hit the man in the face, and he went down like a sack of potatoes . She didn't hesitate as she yanked it free and darted after the second shadow that had opted to run away .

Slicing at the hand that reached out to grab her, she heard a m.u.f.fled scream as fingers went flying . She kicked the man for his troubles, and he fell to the ground unable to breath, with his hands clutching between his legs . She flung her knife again, at the back of the man who was running from her, and he fell with a heavy thud .

Another man jumped at her, taking her down, and they rolled a couple of times, before she found herself pinned, with a knife to her throat .

”Who are you?” asked a voice she couldn't place .

”Not as important as the guard behind you,” she smiled, and the guard behind him swung his sword, burying it deep into the side of the man's neck . She covered her face as blood went flying, and the man fell off of her .