Post by Acacia Earna on Nov 15, 2008 0:29:37 GMT -5
Adwen was going to be furious. Then again, Adwen wouldn't know for a few days. She knew her sister well. Adwen would be gone for a week at least. That should give Acacia plently of time to explore this place and then return to Lachlann's castle. That was the plan at least. She only hoped that this plan didn't go awry. Acacia was secretly as curious as her sister, she just never showed it.
Acacia handled the horse she rode with ease as she made her way through the peasant areas of the outer city. She had once been one of them. She had been raised to that kind of life. How quickly things had changed though. She had become the wife of a baron. She had been abused and alone. She had conspired to kill her husband. Then she had adopted a child to replace him. She had created a family for her and Adwen since then. Life really had changed since she had been born a humble peasant's daughter.
Acacia pulled her hood down further as she dismounted from her horse. She pulled her cloak around her tightly. These people wouldn't know her, but she didn't want to give the chance to know her. She was an immortal after all...or at least as far as she could tell she was. She hadn't aged in almost one hundred twenty years. She couldn't have suspcion brought on her, Adwen, or Lachlann at any costs. So why was she here anyway? She was there, because she had to know what this place was like.
Acacia handled the horse she rode with ease as she made her way through the peasant areas of the outer city. She had once been one of them. She had been raised to that kind of life. How quickly things had changed though. She had become the wife of a baron. She had been abused and alone. She had conspired to kill her husband. Then she had adopted a child to replace him. She had created a family for her and Adwen since then. Life really had changed since she had been born a humble peasant's daughter.
Acacia pulled her hood down further as she dismounted from her horse. She pulled her cloak around her tightly. These people wouldn't know her, but she didn't want to give the chance to know her. She was an immortal after all...or at least as far as she could tell she was. She hadn't aged in almost one hundred twenty years. She couldn't have suspcion brought on her, Adwen, or Lachlann at any costs. So why was she here anyway? She was there, because she had to know what this place was like.
