The Rescue

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The Rescue by Nandit Gurtu Will paced across the deck of the Wolfwind, wondering what to do next. It was early morning two days since he and his friend, Evanlyn, secretly the princess Cassandra, had been captured and taken to Skandia to be sold as slaves. Their captor, Erak Starfollower, had started to grow a liking for them, or so it had seemed. They were going to be taken to the capital of Skandia, Hallasholm, and from there no one knew. There was a possibility that they would never see each other again. “What do you think, Will? Is there any way that we can escape this ship?” said the princess. She had been pondering the same question for many days on end. Of course, they both knew that they would probably be smashed by the waves before even getting off the boat, but there was a tiny chance that they could escape. But so far, they hadn’t found it. “I… I can’t think of one. I’ve thought about it for days, but I can’t find the answer.” He tried to save a precious few seconds before the Skandians found them to think, but was unsuccessful. “And what might we have here? Two slaves lying around with no jobs done?” It was Svengal, the first man on the ship. “I told you two before, haven’t I? Work first, lazing later!” And at that, Will and Evanlyn got up and started doing their chores. Will didn’t find them so tiresome, now that they had been on the ship for so many days and had worked for hours on end. In fact, Will was fine with the chores as he was already used to doing them at home in the log cabin he lived in with his mentor, Halt. The memories were coming back to him: of a fire, melting the cold away in an instant. Other memories also came to mind. The one standing out in his mind the most was the one of him and Evanlyn getti... ... middle of paper ... ...ightfully mine!” said Erak. Strymyr, however was quite irked by the situation at hand already, and just wanted to leave this blasted ship, get home, and sell the two slaves to get a profit from this war. He really didn’t care about Erak, because he knew that he would never leave the ship alive. “Well Erak, I guess you’re not part of my problems anymore. The last thing you’ll be seeing are the gales from the storm coming.” Erak looked into the direction Strymyr was looking towards, and sure enough the dark clouds of a storm were approaching. “We best be moving now— you! Boy! Take the loot onto my ship! We haven’t got all day to be lounging about. And you! Girl, get on the ship!” And like that, Strymyr was gone, leaving Erak and his crew to the mercy of the coming storm. Silently, Erak vowed that he would get Will and Evanlyn both back, even if he had to die for them.

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