Chapter -4 The one who canst escape its fate (2/2)

Shelise was about to speak but was stopped by Aleksandros who placed his hand on her shoulder.

”Just listen to mother.”

Shelise nodded and visibly calmed after hearing her brother's words.

”We will only take the bare necessities and leave immediately. We don't have time to take much. The people are already being gathered, and soldiers have been assigned to guard us on our escape to the capital.”

A small regiment was quickly put together to guard the citizens living in the castle and its surrounding areas, although it would be too difficult to gather everyone in such a short time. Those who could assemble quickly attempted to head towards the convoy which was set to head towards the capital.

Within an hour those who could be gathered had been, and the convoy left the castle with five hundred soldiers to escort them. It wasn't a large force, but their scouts had reported the enemy still being a day away even if they marched quickly.

There were thousands of civilians among the convoy, all of those who could assemble within that time period. Unfortunately, there were many thousands who could not be assembled. The word had been spread regardless and they would still have the opportunity to escape if they so wished. Most of the people gathered here were maids and other servants as well as those living within the castle town itself.

The convoy left the castle and headed as quickly as it could in the direction of the capital. Despite their best efforts, the convoy crept along slowly due to the sheer number of people on foot and the chaos of their situation. It was difficult to keep the people calm and moving along at a steady pace.

Aleksandros acted as if he were an observer watching the chaos unfold from atop his horse. He could only feel like none of this were real. It was as if he was just a passenger in someone else's life, not his own.

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His sister remained near at his side, but she was strangely quiet. Being near her brother kept her calm and steady. She could see that nothing ever seemed to bother him and this gave her confidence. Their mother rode at the front of the convoy, she didn't bother to look back, and one could easily see that her nerves were taut.

She had once been a great beauty, but the stress and worry visible in her bearing and face had marred her beauty. Nonetheless, she was a great noble with a proper upbringing and she wouldn't allow any of her worry to hold her back. She still had the poise and charisma of the duchess that she was as she led the convoy.

A few hours after they had left the castle, the sound of horns blared from somewhere in the distance in the direction they had traveled from. The Duchess called a stop to the convoy and summoned one of her officers to her side and proceeded to discuss something with him in whispered tones. She suddenly turned to look at her son and daughter with a look of worry that spoke volumes.

'It seems that the danger has caught up to us. I'm strangely calm. Is it because I have already accepted my fate?'

Aleksandros was well aware of what those horns meant.

”Brother, do you know what is going on?”

Aleksandros turned to look at his sister. He had wanted to say something, but he remained silent. She didn't bother to say anything further and looked towards her mother discussing with the officer ahead. Their mother soon rode back towards their side.

”Aleks, Shelise. The two of you… I am going to send the two of you away from the convoy. You must travel quickly and keep yourselves well hidden. Aleks, do you understand my meaning? Brock will go with you and keep you safe.”

Aleksandros simply nodded, he was clear on what was going on and what his mother intended.

Brock, on the other hand, wore a grim expression. One might not be able to tell from his usually servile demeanor, but Brock was a powerful warrior in his own right. He had even achieved an advanced class and had some fame within the kingdom. With his experience and strength, he would be able to keep the two safe or so their mother hoped.

”Mother, I don't understand. Won't it be safer if we stay with the convoy? Why are you sending us away?”

Before her mother could respond the sudden sound of bangs could be heard somewhere in the distance.

”Those are the sound of gunshots from a magic-infused gun. These guns are newly invented magic guns from the Republic. Their Dragoneers are outfitted with these as standard equipment.”

They were surprised to hear that Aleksandros was so knowledgeable about the weapons of the republic and that he could tell just from the sound of those distant bangs.

”Are you certain of this?” Asked the Duchess with some doubt.

”Yes.” Replied Aleksandros firmly leaving little doubt that he was confident in his assessment.

A look of fear momentarily crossed his mother's face but was replaced in the next moment with fierce determination.