Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Aster's Bride - Part 2

“Jun go get help,” September gasped to the dragonfly, then ran to the door to lock it as Jun flew out the window. But she was too late. Two large men forced the door open before she could throw the latch.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” yelled September. She could hear the screams of the house staff as they were rounded up by the men. “Don’t you hurt them!”

“Oh, I have no intentions of hurting them, unless you leave me no choice,” came a voice from the doorway.

September turned her attention to the dark doorway as the man from the courtyard walked in, slowly taking his leather gloves off. He was a tall man with dark brown hair and eyes the color of summer grass. A jagged scar crossed the eyebrow over his left eye, while another marked his right cheek. Both we deep and September could only imagine the pain such injuries would cause.

The man laughed. “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Gunner of Silverstein Castle. And these,” he pointed to his scars, “are souvenirs from, what I’m told, is your husband to be, Aster.”

“Aster?” September whispered, before coming to her senses. She stood tall. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t know what you’re doing here, but you are not welcome. Leave now and no harm will come to you or your men.”

Gunner shook his head, his smile never fading. “Ahhh, poor September, you still think you’re in charge. That’s adorable. Since you don’t seem to know what I’m talking about, let me enlighten you.”

He snapped his fingers at the men and they hurried to pull two chairs away from the wall. Gunner motioned for September to sit.

September thought of her father, how no matter what the situation looked like he always took time to listen to both sides. She squared her shoulders and walked to the chair, sitting on the edge. Gunner sat across from her.

“Your precious Aster invaded my castle two years ago, and in the name of your father, killed my fiancée’s father, Redding of Brownwall,” started Gunner.

September flew up. “Redding was a monster. He raided one of our villages, raping and killing all the women, while the making the men watch. He then killed all the men, but one. He cut that man’s eyes out, so the last thing he ever saw was his wife’s violation and murder, then sent him to tell my father what he had seen. Redding had to be stopped.”

“Redding was taking back what was his,” snapped Gunner. “I was meant to take over Brownwall and we were to take back our lands one piece at a time. After Aster killed Redding, my bride took her own life and I was left with nothing. Aster took everything from me and now I’m taking you.”

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