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Betrayed	By : Dagian Category: +G through L > Lineage 2 Views: 1363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Lineage2 nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 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
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty One
- 22-Twenty two
- 23-Twenty three
- 24-Twenty four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twenty Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty-Nine
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It had taken them another full week to finally reach the beaches of Innadril territory. Once there, they’d set up camp at the spot where the beach met the forest. For the next several hours Starr simply strolled along the beach, every so often picking up shells she found to be pretty. A few miles further down the beach, she ran across a stand of mangroves and collected a couple of fruits from them. While she did this, Shin relaxed by fashioning himself a fishing pole. Once completed, he put some small bait on the line and cast it into the ocean.
The hours passed slowly, with only the waves and the cry of seagulls to distract them. The fenrirs stuck with them for a while before striking out on their own adventure.
When Starr felt she’d traveled far enough and the sun was dipping low in the horizon, she turned around and began heading back. On her way back, she caught the aroma of cooking fish and her steps quickened.
Shin was just removing the trout from the fire when he heard her approaching. “Just in time.” Spying the fruit in her hands, he reached for them. “Those won’t take long to heat up if you’d like.”
Shaking her head quickly, she replied. “Cooking these tends to make them sour. It’s best to eat them raw.”
“Judging from your expression, I’m guessing you found that out the hard way.” He chuckled. Sliding over a flat rock with care, he tilted his head slightly. “I found these oysters also. Wasn’t sure if you preferred them cooked or raw.” He figured she’d want them cooked though and had cooked some.
Reaching out, Starr snagged the nearest raw oyster and tipped the shell to her mouth. “I’ve no real preference.” She shrugged as she tossed the shell into the fire, surprising him.
As the two commenced eating in silence, her gaze fell to the now familiar sight of the single sleeping pallet spread out for them. He’d taken the bottom of hers and had laid it over his. It provided a somewhat softer bedding, but it also meant that they slept snuggly together.
Repressing a yawn, she finished her food and laid down. She didn’t even flinch when Shin joined her a short while later. Whether she’d quit fighting the seeming inevitable from resignation or from exhaustion, she couldn’t say. But she’d quit arguing with him over it and had resolved to herself to not bring it up anymore. Arguing didn’t change the facts or circumstances they found themselves in. As he’d so irritatingly, and astutely, pointed out a long while ago.
A rumble of thunder alerted them to a storm somewhere offshore and Shin hoped it would stay there. Heaving a contented sigh, he scooted a bit closer to her and rested his arm along her side near her hip. She had finally accepted the situation, and him. In just this last week he’d seen a tremendous shift in her. Not only was she no longer argumentative, but there was a calmness around her. Her entire demeanor had shifted.
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The next morning Ruilkaean and Hanelo scoured the beaches. They’d met up with local dwarven fishermen who’d claimed to spot a light elf walking along the beach while trawling fish near shore. The dwarves had been quite excited about it, having believed there were no more light elves alive except for the small enclave that they now took great pains to keep secret. But worryingly some had also claimed to see a dark elf seemingly fishing on the same stretch of beach.
Ruilkaean’s hand clenched his bow tightly. Upon seeing this, Hanelo patted Ruilkaean’s shoulder before squeezing it comfortingly. “We’ll find them. And when we do, we’ll kill him and bring her back to her people.”
“I know. I just hate the idea of one of ours being with them.” He rolled his shoulders and neck, relieving some of the tension.
They continued down the beach together, sticking close to the tree line so that they were better concealed.
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Meanwhile, Starr and Shin stared at several pointed fins sticking out of the water about thirty yards in front of them.
“Something tells me you’re not going swimming today.” Starr mused wryly.
“No, they can have the water today.” Shin replied with a soft laugh. “I’ve got no quarrel with sharks. So long as they stay in the water, and I stay out of it.” Turning from the waves, he retreated to the camp and grabbed his swords. “I’m going to go get something to make a sturdier shelter. Wouldn’t want to get caught in a downpour.”
“Good thinking.” Starr muttered as she looked to the sky. The storm that had passed over the water during the night had been quite strong. “I’ll gather some palm fronds and some vines to help make the roof and some walls.”
As she set out, Shin glanced back at her in surprised relief. She was actively helping. This was a first. “Wonders never cease…” He muttered to himself. “I might just pull this off with her after all.” Her accepting attitude was one thing, but openly helping him was quite another. Disappearing into the forest, he went to find suitable saplings to cut down and form into a temporary and rudimentary structure that would protect them from the worst of any storms.
Starr had been gathering up large palm fronds for several hours at a good pace when suddenly Aka’s fur bristled, and he began growling lowly. Reacting swiftly, she cut the leather lacings holding the fronds to his saddle, threw them to the ground, and swung into the saddle.
Whatever the danger was, she didn’t want to confront it so close to the campsite. Although she was already several miles away, she wasn’t taking chances. Reading her movements, Aka felt her lean forward in the saddle and immediately sprung into a fast lope.
For several minutes they ran until she pulled on the leather straps serving as reins. Her mouth dropped open in disbelief. Ruilkaean and Hanelo both breathed sighs of relief as they watched her ride swiftly toward them.
Light elves. Two of them.
“I thought you were all dead…” She whispered shakily.
“No, they didn’t get us all.” Ruilkaean replied tensely, his eyes darting all over, scanning for the dark elf. “Come on, I don’t see the bastard. We can take you back to our hideout. You’ll be safe there.”
“Leave the mongrel behind.” Hanelo advised. “Too easy to track him.” He was aghast at her armor, it was dark elven. However now was not the time to mention that they had light elven armor suitable for her.
Aka snarled openly and snapped his jaws together in warning as he edged backward.
“He’s dangerous.” Ruilkaean muttered with a dark glare at the fenrir. “No doubt he’s been bred by those brutes, or the orcs.”
“He came from the dwarves…” Starr clarified as she gently smoothed her shaking hand over Aka’s fur, trying to calm him.
“Leave him. Let’s go!” Hanelo groused. “We know there’s a dark elf with you, let’s leave before he comes looking for you!”
Eyes narrowing with suspicion, Ruilkaean snapped. “Why are you hesitating?”
Cursing, Hanelo snarled angrily. “He’s gotten to her!”
Starr’s mouth snapped shut angrily, but she found that she really couldn’t deny the accusation. She didn’t want to leave the dark elf. Not to go with these two…
Her tone changed dramatically, her dagger flashing in her hand as Aka’s growls intensified. “I think you should leave, now.” She’d explore her feelings later, but for right now she wasn’t going with the light elves.
Anger coursing through him, Hanelo struck out with his sword, intending on killing the fenrir. To his surprise, Aka’s mouth closed tightly on the blade, growling angrily before lunging forward and ramming his giant head into Hanelo’s chest, knocking him backward.
Leaping from the saddle, Starr vaulted overtop of Ruilkaean, landing behind him. Her dagger slid sharply against his side, slicing it open to a nearly deadly degree. “I don’t want to kill you, I really don’t.” She whispered shakily. “But if you continue this, I will have no choice.” Her gaze darted toward Aka, who was mercilessly mauling the arm of the other light elf.
Her voice shook with anger. “Leave Aka alone!” She yelled out. She could see several deep gashes across Aka’s back and sides that were bleeding heavily. “Or I will give him the order to kill you!”
“You would willingly kill your own?!” Gasped Ruilkaean, fighting the pain and trying to maneuver himself into a position to hit her with his bow. But he was finding it difficult to get free enough to do so.
Without any hesitation, Starr leaned into the role Nathavin and Aleyel had driven into her. “If it’s the only way to stop you, then yes!” She snapped viciously. A sharp cry from Hanelo gained their attention.
Hanelo was face down in the sand and Aka had the back of Hanelo’s neck in his mouth and one giant paw resting on his back, holding him in place. Blood bubbled up from where Aka’s teeth pierced the flesh of Hanelo’s throat. It was clear that the giant animal could either bite through the throat or twist it with an upward yank and the result would be the same: death.
“Forget you ever saw me!” She snapped, shoving Ruilkaean away from her roughly. Thinking swiftly, she uttered very dangerously. “Go back to the Garden of Eva, do not come after me. If you do, we will hunt you to the very last.”
Ruilkaean glared angrily at her. “I don’t believe you would turn on your own this completely! Not like this!” His mind raced. “They’ve done something to you! We will make it right again! This isn’t over!”
“Aka, drop it.” She growled lowly, not answering Ruilkaean.
As soon as the beast stepped away, Ruilkaean stepped closer to Hanelo and ripped open a sacred scroll of escape. The two disappeared, but not without a parting word. “We will not forget you, nor will we give up our attempts to bring you back to your brethren! Princess Caellia herself has ordered that all of our kind be brought back to her!”
Starr’s blood ran cold. Princess Caellia still lived? Where? If any of the dark elves found out that the light elven Princess was still alive, she’d be in grave danger. Even Nathavin would surely want to kill her.
Aka moved toward her and nuzzled her with a soft whine. Brought back to her senses, she briefly checked him over and applied healing potions and bandages where she could and then they headed back, stopping to pick up the fronds they’d dropped earlier.
As soon as they entered the camp, Shin’s gaze darkened as he took in Aka’s injuries. “What happened?”
Starr tiredly pulled the saddle, fronds and all, from Aka’s back. “We were attacked.”
“Clearly. By who?” His voice was clipped, terse, his gaze focused on her intently.
She wanted to forget the whole encounter but knew he wouldn’t let her. Nor would he let up in his interrogation until he got an answer. With a deep sigh, she sat down and looked up at him. “There is a group of light elves hiding in the Garden of Eva.”
“They attacked you?” He questioned, incredulously. Why had her own kind done that?
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