I N T O ~ /D*A*R*K*N*E*S*S\ (heart)

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"I owe you my life," he agreed solemnly, keeping his gaze fixed on the ground.

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" and a sh*tload more," She says quietly," So when we next meet, i expect you to take my word above anyone elses', you cost me innocent lives, F*cker, and I dont like that."

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Commander Todd crossed one arm across his chest, "I swear to it," he promised, his tone regretful, but seriously loyal. As he rose, Todd looked at the princess, "I will escort my troops out of Odin and back to Mercia."

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" And you will escort me and a chosen few to the palace with you, Your queen and i have quite the score to settle," She growls

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"Of course," Todd agreed without hesitation. He owed Fae a debt, he wasn't about to disagree with her. He turned to Rhoswen with a faint smile, "Your aunt will be truly relieved and joyous of your safe return. As will your intended,I'm sure."

There was no way of Commander Todd to know of Rhos' dislike of the engagement, and she knew the man was just trying to stay positive for her benefit, so the girl smiled softly and nodded, though she inwardly cringed.

[CrimsonMoon]

Scout makes a low hrowling sound in his throat, looking away

Fae nods and stands, sliding her helm back on, turning toward Todd again. The black and angry eyes of the snarling fox seeming to bore into him, until she turns away

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The commander nodded to them and turned away, leading the way back to where his troops were gathering.

Rhos gently touched Scout's hand.

[CrimsonMoon]

Scout gently squeezes her hand in return

Fae begins to walk into the forest, Scout gently pulling away and following

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Rhoswen sighed and tried brushing the blood off her hands, but it was drying quickly. She needed some water to wash with. She headed back to where the medics were taking care of soldiers.

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The older medic was patchig up an archer who had received a violent Wound to the arm

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"How's it going here?" She asked softly.

[CrimsonMoon]

" better than it was," The medic chuckles

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She smiled and nodded, "Anything you want me to do?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Follow Fae, I fear for her stability," The medic murmurs quietly

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"Okay," Rhos nodded and headed into the forest where Fae had gone.

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[CrimsonMoon]

The forest was silent except for a crow calls... Ravens feating on the flesh of the dead...

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Rhoswen's foot falls seemed so loud in the forest, reverberating around her. She knew that Fae had gone this way- she had seen it- but she could be anywhere by now. Rhos brushed her chocolate brown hair out of her face with one bloodied hand. It was dry now, staining her hands a light splash of crimson on pale skin. In her pocket, the small coin Alistair had given her bumped against her leg.

[CrimsonMoon]

A voice suddemly echoes through the trees, a wail of anger and grief... From a ways ahead, two figures are in a bright clearing like sillohette puppets. One figure was doubled over and crouching while the other was rubbing the other's back...

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Rhos slowed down and approached them cautiously. Of course she'd recognize Scout and Fae anywhere. By the looks of it, he was comforting her. The old medic was right to worry for the princess. She definitely wasn't right after the battle. She was...broken.