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[Light]

"Greyjoy..." Densils face pales as well, his shoulders shaking, "R-rori, we should leave,"

A gold cloaked figure slowly walks down from the ship, its long black hair cascading from the hood... there was no warmth coming from them, no emotion.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori nods and whispers," We gotta go back home... Hurry.. Hurry!" He grabs Densil's hand and begins to drg him through the panicking crowd

[Light]

The figure turns its head towards the crowd and steps out onto the dock. Guards had begun to file out of the ship and begin to control the crowd quickly, efficiently.

Densil quickly gathers himself and runs alongside his brother, "Do you think they could have... sunk dads ship?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori doesnt answer but whispers," I'll kill them if they did.." He ducks into an alley and explodes through, he drags Densil to the edge of the village and beyond

[Light]

Densil glances over his shoulder, his eyes widening a bit. They had started a bonfire... "Rori," he sniffs, "Where are we gonna go? It's too dangerous without anyone else outside the village,"

[CrimsonMoon]

" We'll hide under mom and dad's bed," Rori answers, glancing back for a second as they run down the tiny path to the cottage

[Light]

"Okay," he agrees nodding his head. That seemed the safest, more comforting place right now.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori pushes open the door and pushes it closed behind them, locking it," Wecan just hide in the corner against the wall, its darkest there..."

[Light]

Densil grabs one of the fish gutting knives and walks over to the corner, "Maybe they won't come this far," he hopefully says.

[CrimsonMoon]

"... I hope..." Rori murmurs and begins to crawl beneath the bed, pressing his back against the corner, disappearing into the darkness

[Light]

Densil rolls underneath it as well, his breathing slowing down. Time seemed to as well, and it dragged on and on. One thing was sure though--the Greyjoys were getting closer, instead of farther.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori hugs Densil, pulling him closer, he was shaking ... Even if he did put on a brave face he was still terrified

[Light]

Densil hugs him back, and swallows down as sob as the door slowly opens... Soft foots steps sound the entrance of an elegant being, a proud person. The ends of the gold cloak assault their eyes from the doorway, and slowly the female begins to walk around.

[CrimsonMoon]

He puts a hand over his twin's mouth, his breathing shallow and fast

[Light]

She pauses in her steps and she sighs softly, "My poor baby... Stuck amongst barbarians..." Densil covers Roris mouth as well, his eyes squeezing shut.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori shivers as he listens... Stupid noble...

[Light]

The woman turns slowly, her front facing the bed. Slowly she begins to walk towards it, he slippers sliding across the floor.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori squeezes his brother tighter, trying to make them smaller... Please dont look under the bed... Please

[Light]

Her advance stops once she reaches the bed, and Densil clutches his brother tightly. They could practically smell the scent of flowers on her, but they were in no way sweet. "My poor baby... Taken from me by that wretched man..."

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori bit his lip to keep from snapping at the woman but just takes a small breath