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Date Posted: 15:01:23 11/24/99 Wed
Author: Arelle
Subject: Sir Dragzfuth's Steed

Sir Dragzfuth's Steed

The sun falls quickly, she realizes her hands are freezing and she cannot feel her toes. The ground has made her clothes and skin damp.

He memories of that fateful day come in flashes. She remembers Sir Dragzfuth's bravery and chivalrous deeds. He had saved her from certain death by the hands of Percy and Scar. Wondering for the briefest moment what would have transpired if he hadn't come. She would be with baby Belamore. "I mustn't think that way", she says to herself.

"Had he known she was in the wood? Had he knowledge of Percy and Scar's intentions? If so, how?" pointlessly wondering to herself.

She looks at the mound next to her. She places her hand upon it and closes her eyes in silent prayer. After a few moments she opens them. She had no more tears to shed and even less strength. Just as she was preparing to leave she hears a horse's approach.

Trembling, she scrambles as quickly as she could and hides behind the oak tree. She is breathing heavily and shaking violently. Her eyes wide and searching. Just then she sees a familiar horse. It was Sir Dragzfuth's horse she saw through the thicket. As it moves closer she sees it is her father riding him. Breathing a sigh of relief, she steps out from behind the tree.

"Arelle, I have been looking for you everywhere", he father said almost scolding. He changed his tone and softly said, "I have been out since I wake, you had us frightened." He looks over at the mound next to his daughter. Tears filled his eyes, but he had no time to waste. He must get her home. She appeared as a ghost and could barely stand. Placing his arm around her, he led her to the steed and eased her up. He took a rope and made a slip knot and placed it around Max's neck. He ties the rope to the saddle. With one hand on the rein and one arm around his daughter they ride speedily for home.

Continued....

It wasn't my intention to pig the board. I had a score to settle with the kind Sir Dragzfuth, and needed to get Arelle home, sorry! :)

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