A Warlord's Heart
“This was not what Vaan expected. The last embers of a fire in the middle of the camp flickered before sputtering out. He dismounted with his Warlords and searched the area for any signs of his youngling. Vaan kicked aside rolled blankets, noticing dark stains. He knelt beside one and fingered the rough weave. Blood. Vaan’s anger shifted into fear as he and his Warlords found no other evidence of the invaders.
Janak voiced the question on his mind. “What is the meaning of this?”
And where were A...rane and Erana?
Vaan needed answers. As Overlord his people looked to him for guidance but staring at a campsite with no one left behind provided nothing for him to use. Despair crashed into him. He wanted. Needed his youngling back and wouldn’t stop until he found them.
Kiel crouched and sifted through the belongings. Several brown, long sacks, empty water containers and wrapped packets of preserved meat and grain. Nothing of help to Vaan. “Provisions. It is all.”
Vaan reached for the knife strapped to his thigh to hide the tremble of his fingers as he rose to his feet.MoreLess
Janak voiced the question on his mind. “What is the meaning of this?”
And where were A...rane and Erana?
Vaan needed answers. As Overlord his people looked to him for guidance but staring at a campsite with no one left behind provided nothing for him to use. Despair crashed into him. He wanted. Needed his youngling back and wouldn’t stop until he found them.
Kiel crouched and sifted through the belongings. Several brown, long sacks, empty water containers and wrapped packets of preserved meat and grain. Nothing of help to Vaan. “Provisions. It is all.”
Vaan reached for the knife strapped to his thigh to hide the tremble of his fingers as he rose to his feet.MoreLess
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