Post by Sophine Shahrizai de Amodour on Dec 31, 2010 12:40:11 GMT -5
It was time to go. Preparations had been made, the wedding was over, Marcel was in town to see to Denyse. I was nervous about showing up back in Eisande with my new husband in tow and a tale to spin that might not be believed, but Marc and Henri were in danger, I knew it as surely as I knew my own name, and I could not sit by idly while Elua knew what was happening to them.
I'd managed to secure funding from several sources, some of which was from Denyse's estate, but since Marc and Henri's danger was due to Dyan's machinations, I didn't feel bad about helping myself to enough money to secure a carriage and some supplies for the trip to Eisande. Denis had also been a surprising source of coin, and there was more to his involvement in this than he let on, but I honestly wasn't interested in probing too deeply. Not with Guy still working for him, anyway. And his wife recently dead, poor Rochelle... I would miss that little girl more than most in the City, except for Sandrine, my best friend, who was unable to accompany at the last minute.
We had shared a tearful goodbye last night, and I made her promise not to tell Guy that I was planning on going after Marc and Henri on my own if father didn't help me. I knew he would never allow it, but then again, he did not see the danger.
Thank Elua for Erie and Eros, who were making the trip with me, no questions asked. Well, there had been some questions, but I had done my best to supply what answers I had, and they had accepted them. I loved them both so much, I don't know if I could have left them behind, and when Erie asked me to light my candle, well, I could hardly say no. Besides, we would be back in the City within a couple of weeks, there was no danger in it.
The day dawned crisp and clear, excellent traveling weather, and we loaded up the carriage with our belongings. Maybe more things than I should have brought, but I couldn't shake the feeling that Eisande might not be our only stop. There was Kusheth too, and the du Verais family, who might also help me, if my father would not.
On our way out, I watched the City pass us by, thinking about all of the wonderful times I'd had since coming here almost two years ago. I had made wonderful friends, had met the man I loved more than anything, was married to him now. I couldn't help but worry that I could be ruining everything with this decisions ... but how could I not risk it all for my brothers?
I'd managed to secure funding from several sources, some of which was from Denyse's estate, but since Marc and Henri's danger was due to Dyan's machinations, I didn't feel bad about helping myself to enough money to secure a carriage and some supplies for the trip to Eisande. Denis had also been a surprising source of coin, and there was more to his involvement in this than he let on, but I honestly wasn't interested in probing too deeply. Not with Guy still working for him, anyway. And his wife recently dead, poor Rochelle... I would miss that little girl more than most in the City, except for Sandrine, my best friend, who was unable to accompany at the last minute.
We had shared a tearful goodbye last night, and I made her promise not to tell Guy that I was planning on going after Marc and Henri on my own if father didn't help me. I knew he would never allow it, but then again, he did not see the danger.
Thank Elua for Erie and Eros, who were making the trip with me, no questions asked. Well, there had been some questions, but I had done my best to supply what answers I had, and they had accepted them. I loved them both so much, I don't know if I could have left them behind, and when Erie asked me to light my candle, well, I could hardly say no. Besides, we would be back in the City within a couple of weeks, there was no danger in it.
The day dawned crisp and clear, excellent traveling weather, and we loaded up the carriage with our belongings. Maybe more things than I should have brought, but I couldn't shake the feeling that Eisande might not be our only stop. There was Kusheth too, and the du Verais family, who might also help me, if my father would not.
On our way out, I watched the City pass us by, thinking about all of the wonderful times I'd had since coming here almost two years ago. I had made wonderful friends, had met the man I loved more than anything, was married to him now. I couldn't help but worry that I could be ruining everything with this decisions ... but how could I not risk it all for my brothers?