Book 17.5: Chapter 12
“Who exactly are the people outside?!”
Elizabeth held her long sword in hand. She descended the stairs feeling perturbed as she listened to the disturbance outside. She was aware somebody had barged into her sojourn palace and that they were a threat. Though initially confident in her guards, she was eventually had a rare moment of panic. She no longer had any guards at her disposal, while her palace sat on the water surface. That meant she was in a castle with no escape. It would likely be impossible to reach the shore if they jumped into the freezing lake to swim across. It wasn’t as large as the ocean, but it certainly wasn’t small.
“Can you use teleportation?”
Inard had just gotten dressed. The two, who had planned to get intimate, were interrupted when they heard the noise. Before she learned who the enemy was, Elizabeth’s first response was to rely on Inard’s magic to escape.
“I can’t. I tried, but for some reason, I can’t cast spells. It doesn’t matter, nevertheless. Since they’re assassins, we’ll just have to kill them together. We’ve faced more precarious situations than this.” said Inard. He drew his long sword and stood by the door. He touched his wife’s hand: “Is Troy all right?”
“I don’t know. He’s with Vyvyan.”
“He should be safe, then. I don’t believe there’s anyone who is capable of killing Vyvyan. She may not be fond of using a sword, but she has ways of protecting herself. By the looks of it, it would appear the intruders’ target isn’t Vyvyan but us. Otherwise, they would’ve gone after Vyvyan.”
Inard pressed his long ear up against the door and listened for the sounds outside. Elves could hear footsteps even when one treaded on mats, carpet and so forth. Nonetheless, there was nothing to be heard besides the sound of the dust settling. Given that it was dead silent, Inard assumed the intruders had left.
“Have they l(eft)-“