The Last of Her Kin
“Daro (stop)!” His voice was soft, but full of authority.
“What is he saying?!” Oín grumbled, his hands tightening around his ax.
“He’s telling them to stop.” She replied, glancing away from the blonde elf to meet the gaze of her companions. Training her eyes once again on the fair elf she met his gaze fiercely with her own: “Leithio nîn!” (release me!).
“You speak our language, yet you are not an elf. What brings you to our kingdom?” He replied calmly, stepping up and gazing into her eyes. “I cannot answer that, princeling.” She replied, straightening her back as she moved her gaze away from him.
“You know who I am.” He stated. “Yet I know nothing of you, or why you chose to travel with such… people. Man eneth lín? (What is your name?)”
“My name is Arya, Prince. As for my companions, I have never travelled with a more qualified group.” He chuckled softly. “Gerich faer vara,” (you have a fiery spirit,) the corner of his mouth lifting slightly into a smirk. “Release her.”
“What is he saying?!” Oín grumbled, his hands tightening around his ax.
“He’s telling them to stop.” She replied, glancing away from the blonde elf to meet the gaze of her companions. Training her eyes once again on the fair elf she met his gaze fiercely with her own: “Leithio nîn!” (release me!).
“You speak our language, yet you are not an elf. What brings you to our kingdom?” He replied calmly, stepping up and gazing into her eyes. “I cannot answer that, princeling.” She replied, straightening her back as she moved her gaze away from him.
“You know who I am.” He stated. “Yet I know nothing of you, or why you chose to travel with such… people. Man eneth lín? (What is your name?)”
“My name is Arya, Prince. As for my companions, I have never travelled with a more qualified group.” He chuckled softly. “Gerich faer vara,” (you have a fiery spirit,) the corner of his mouth lifting slightly into a smirk. “Release her.”