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Coitus Interruptus	By : Dagian Category: +G through L > Lineage 2 Views: 1218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Coitus Interruptus
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
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Starr grunted lowly to herself as she stumbled over several large rocks as she splashed her way across the shallow but wide stream. They’d been traveling for hours now, it was well past daybreak, and he showed no signs of tiring. She risked a quick glance behind her. The fortress was far behind them. She could no longer hear the shouts of those looking for them.
“Face forward before you fall.” Shin said, lightly jerking the rope forward a bit to make his point without turning around. Although he heard her stagger slightly as she slipped on the slick bank, he resisted the urge to check on her. But he did slow his pace a bit.
She stumbled once more, pulled slightly off balance. Her eyes narrowed at his back in seething anger. How she hated him. But right now, she wanted a rest, needed, a rest. As much as it galled her, her legs simply wouldn’t go any further. “St-Stop.” She growled out, leaning heavily against a nearby tree.
Feeling the resistance on the rope, Shin turned to observe her. Even though she was in clear distress, and he should consider her obvious weakness as more proof of light elven inferiority, he didn’t see it that way. Even though she was wounded, he still saw the fire that burned in her sky-blue eyes. Every glance she threw his way screamed that if given the chance she would absolutely kill him.
Inferior beings gave up.
She was doing anything but.
“Take your break, hrea.” He said as he casually leaned against another tree. Glancing back in the direction of the fortress, he commented quietly. “They have stopped searching.” For a moment he focused on the spell linking him to the raven. Not entirely true. They’d stopped searching for her. They were still attempting to locate him and the alliance treaty. His fist tightened on the rope.
Closing his eyes, he relaxed marginally. He’d puzzled over this for days since the raven had mistakenly brought him the scrolls that terminated her service in their military. Why had they chosen to simply dismiss her? Even injured, she could still serve in other capacities. Thinking back, he remembered the commanders he knew openly discussing the light elves sudden drop in morale. It had coincided with her abrupt disappearance from battles. Even injured, she could have served to boost their morale by simply being present. Instead, they’d hidden her away. It made no sense. His eyes snapped open and focused on her as she began speaking.
“You didn’t have to kill him…” Starr finally muttered quietly. Looking up, she found his gaze locked on her. “Einao. You didn’t have to kill him.”
“Casualty of war.” Shin explained without malice, his gaze steady. “He was going to track you down relentlessly. I know that you are well aware of your status as a target of high value to my kind. How could you not be?”
She laughed, the sound devoid of humor. With all that had happened, she’d never actually gotten a chance to tell him who she was, although she knew her arrows would have done that for her. But as she gazed at him, she realized that the arrows had never given her away. “You knew. You knew all along.” Her tone was both bitter and melancholy.
“Since the moment I first saw you in that paltry excuse for a cell.” He confirmed, coming away from the tree. Crouching next to her, he gazed at her for long moments. “Rest while you can, hrea.” He murmured softly, his eyes falling to her lips, remembering the feel of them around him. Standing, he returned to leaning against the tree from moments before.
Starr felt a shiver go through her. There could be no mistaking the look she’d seen on his face just then. As much as she wanted it to be over, her torment was only just beginning it seemed.
∞
It was nightfall before they reached Shin’s makeshift hideaway. Starr had long ago given up trying to keep track of the many double-backs he’d taken. Partly because he’d taken so many, and partly because she was simply exhausted. Gazing at the small cavern, she wondered if it had been formed naturally, or if he’d somehow created it himself.
“We rest here for now.” He informed her. “We will not stay long.” Shin guided her inside the cavern. Shaking out some blankets and laying them on the stone cavern floor, he motioned for her to sit down. “I will hunt for food. You will stay here.”
Her eyebrow arched at him. Did he truly think that she would not attempt an escape if he left?
Seeing her expression, he grinned. “By all means, if you think you can escape, go ahead. I’d relish the chance to hunt you down instead.” He leaned close and placed a light kiss on her lips, backing away before he could do more than that. While he very much wanted her, he couldn’t quite bring himself to take her in the squalid cavern. “If you think you can best me in your current condition, by all means, do try.”
Standing, he made his way to the cavern entrance. Pausing, her turned to face her once more. “I don’t suppose I could trouble you for another set of those ice daggers, could I?” He smiled widely at the hateful glance she threw his way and ducked out of the cave before she could reply.
With a tired huff, Starr leaned her back against the slightly damp, earthen wall of the cave. For long minutes she did nothing except relax. Then with a tired groan, she looked down at the ropes binding her wrists. Enchanted. Impervious to spells, and most likely any attempt to cut them as well.
Her mind turned to the previous night’s events. She cursed herself for her foolishness. Thoughts drifting to Einao, she became sad. While the two of them had never planned a future with one another beyond what they’d shared, it still hurt that he was gone. Hours passed as she mentally castigated herself for her arrogance in thinking that she could’ve beaten the strange dark elf.
Her musings were brought short as she heard footsteps outside the cavern. Eyes narrowing, she realized it wasn’t the dark elf that was approaching. He wouldn’t approach his own cavern so cautiously. Her muscles tensed in both apprehension and pragmatic optimism. It was possible, though not likely, that the approaching footsteps belonged to one of her own kind, or perhaps a wandering human.
The approaching footfalls hesitated slightly outside the entrance and then a figure swung into view. Her hopes crashed down hard. Another dark elf stood in the cave’s opening, his bow held at the ready. With a muttered curse, she slumped against the cavern wall once more.
Nathavin stared at the light elf in some amazement. He knew who she was, but he couldn’t quite believe that he was seeing her. Stepping further into the cavern, lowering his bow as he did so, he wondered how Shin had managed to find her. And how he’d captured her.
Looking about the cavern, he surmised that Shin would return quickly, as he would never risk leaving her alone for long. Taking up a position near the opening, he sat down and prepared to wait. While he waited, he kept his bow nearby and his gaze on the elf. After a while, it became clear that she was too exhausted to be a threat to him and he relaxed just a bit, daring to begin cleaning his daggers.
An hour or so passed in silence before he saw Shin’s raven land just in front of him. The bird stared at him, the head tilting to one side as if questioning why he was there. Unsure if the elf knew of his friend’s connection to the bird, he remained silent, looking pointedly in her direction before resuming cleaning his blades. The bird flew away into a nearby branch and was silent.
Shin grinned to himself as he shifted the weight of the deer he’d killed as his connection to the avian closed. Nathavin was so very cautious. He was one of the few people that Shin truly considered a friend. Another thirty minutes of hiking and Shin spotted his little cavern. Nathavin stood and helped him start a fire and begin cooking the meat.
Nathavin stayed silent for a bit, allowing Shin a chance to rest before speaking. “How’d you find her?”
Shin laughed lowly. “I didn’t. More like she found me.” Which was the truth. If she’d never come to the little dungeon cell, he’d never have known she was there.
The two discussed many of the things that had happened during Shin’s mission. As they talked, Nathavin noticed that Shin’s gaze kept returning to the light elf. It was clear that there were some aspects to the tale that his friend was not divulging. He turned his gaze to her as well. There was no denying that she was pretty. But she was just an elf.
And frankly, he preferred women who wouldn’t attempt to slit his throat as soon as look at him.
Shin prodded the meat and then grinned. “Food’s done.” The two of them carved the meat and Shin fixed his plate, portioning enough meat for two. Switching back into the common language, he approached her. “Dinner is served, hrea.”
Starr glared angrily at him. Pride demanded that she reject the meal. However, it was her foolish pride that had landed her in this Eva forsaken predicament in the first place. Resisting the urge to spit at him, she settled for stating icily. “I cannot eat with my hands tied.”
“Oh, but you can.” Shin said with a playful smirk, having already thought of this. Spearing a piece of meat on the tip of a small dagger, he held it up to her.
It only took a split second for her to determine what he meant. A muffled curse slipped from her as she turned away from him.
“Come now, you must eat.” Shin cajoled her. “No sense in turning down food when I know you haven’t eaten since yesterday’s evening meal. Surely you cannot hate me so much.”
As the two of them engaged in a battle of wills, Nathavin looked on. He’d never seen his friend behave so, playfully, when engaging an enemy. Especially when that enemy was one of their lighter cousins.
But to see him do this with her, one who’d killed so many of their kind. It was downright extraordinary.
In fact, the longer he watched, the more it looked like his friend was actually flirting with her. In an admittedly bizarre fashion. His attention turned to Starr. She clearly hated her current situation. However, he got the sense that there was more to her discomfort than just the situation she was now in.
As Shin offered her another bite, she shook her head. “Water.”
Setting the plate down, Shin turned slightly and produced a bottle of ale. “Water has to be caught from a source supplied during a rainstorm, something that has been sorely lacking recently. Ale will have to suffice for now.” He offered the bottle to her, raising it to her lips. When she hesitated, he laughed lowly before taking a drink himself. “Not poisoned, see?”
When he once again offered her the bottle, she didn’t hesitate and drank.
Nathavin watched in mild fascination as he ate silently, noting that their gazes had locked. Her rising blush before she broke eye contact sealed it for him. “You bedded her.”
“Not exactly.” Shin replied with a slight grin, never looking in Nathavin’s direction.
Nathavin let the discussion lapse. He had no interest in Shin’s personal life. However, a thought occurred to him. “When you return her to our superiors, they are going to want to execute her. Publicly. To both bolster our own forces morale and undermine theirs. Are you going to be able to part with her?”
Shin frowned a bit. Nathavin was right. And he realized that right now, the thought of her being killed did not sit well with him. He wasn’t ready to let her go.
“If you can’t part with her, I suggest you not turn her in. Or if you do, you find a way for her to be useful to our kind.” Nathavin counseled.
Shin stood and backed away from her. Sitting down across from Nathavin, he stared into the flames. Now how did he convince a light elf to become useful to their kind?
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